Rainy airport |
These days, you can take a plane (about the size of the one above) to the interior, where the river rushes over the edge of the falls. It's almost a famous scene from my childhood, as I have seen so many photos of my grandparents there. So I was really excited to go.
Grandma at Kaiteur, 1968 |
But mucking around, thousands of feet above the rainforest in a tiny plane during a storm is not really my thing. As far as I'm concerned, people shouldn't really be able to fly in the first place, and definitely not in heavy, giant hunks of metal. So this is actually the only photo from that day. Taken while we were waiting for a decision to made about our travel. We returned to the hotel shortly after this.
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