22_02_22

Looking beamy.

The rain tells us its time to leave Suriname.

We’re off.

Goodbye brown, hello blue.

Iain sees his lunch for a second time.

Little cities in the sea.

The resources of the deep are plundered.

The plundering continues for mile after mile.

Zooming along.

It’s like a grapefruit, just bigger.

Weed is getting bigger and bigger.

That’s the sign of a new country.

Is that Grenada.

Land Hooooooooooooo!

Rainy Suriname sunsets are replaced by Caribbean green flashes.