Paramaribo - CARIBBEAN AMSTERDAM (continued, p.2) In the evening I again went into the city, but the city was still quiet. This is weird. I'm used to in Brazil to the noise and din. I had dinner again in the "Burger King". On the waterfront is full of restaurants, but I'm tired and I was too lazy to go there. Tomorrow I think to try something out of the local cuisine. The next morning I woke up when the door of my room knocked on the hotel employee on behalf of Arun - a lovely girl, whose ancestors were apparently the Indians. She brought me an envelope from the travel agency Metso, which I ordered the mission to preserve Ghalib, where it was possible to see the turtles. I went to their offices and asked if I could pay cash. I was told that, yes, but without asking me, was discharged from the dollar. I said I wanted to pay in Suriname "MNT. I have written a new account and have no idea why they could not fix the old one. According to their calculations I had to pay 747 Surinamese dollars, I took the calculator and figured that with the current exchange rate per U.S. dollar (2.75) was to get 772 dollars. I told them about it. Clerk went to his head and returned, said in a re they take into account the euro exchange rate, so that the trip will cost 180 euros. They then took the U.S. dollar in Suriname and Surinamese dollar, here too I do not know. In principle, it was right, although I told them that when I called the price, none of them bothered to inform me that the price in euros. In general, I have long resented. This is a matter of principle, because I had enough, that when it comes time to pay, I always try to sneak through on some other rate. I refused to pay the difference of $ 25 and walked out of the office. The mood was terrible because that's my dream to see the turtles collapsed because of some stupid misunderstanding. I am slowly returning to the hotel by scrolling in mind all that has happened in the agency, sometimes something in the course of photographing. I would, of course, paid the difference, on the spot, but I'm tired, when travel firms make a fool of me. Of course, if it happened at my home in the U.S., I would have sued the agency has seized and they would have the last pants, but even here I had to do something, to at least some resistance. Suriname River in the hotel again I met Arun. I told her what had happened to me, she called several travel agents, and soon a man appeared who was willing to talk to me about the trips he organizes. Meanwhile, Aruna has called in the agency, which I have just visited. There were all happy, because not understood, I will go somewhere or not. Arun did not want to listen to their whining, and they just hung up! "Well, all - I thought - now I can not see turtles, as their ears." Nice couple from Holland, which stopped at the same hotel, told me to apply to the agency "Zus and Zo, which is near the palm of the park. The Dutch told me that have met with those who traveled recently to Ghalib, but they found there only a couple of turtles, and then happy. "Now is not the season" - so they said. The mood was still terrible, but the forces to fight still remained. I went to the "Zus and Zo, and they've asked me to go to another place where you can see the turtles - Matapika. There was still possible to see the reptiles that swam up to lay eggs. Of course, there was no absolute guarantee, and a local organization for the protection of nature can cancel the trip, but still worth the risk. I booked a trip with a light heart he returned to the hotel. There I was waiting for a representative of another travel agency, "Blue Frog", a guy named Stephen, who assured me that I'll see turtles, anyway. They just arrange a trip similar to the one I just ordered it. After all these events, I decided to stroll through the central market and take some pictures. Then I had lunch in a restaurant on the beach and returned to the hotel to swim in the pool. After a while came a courier from the travel agent, who had problems with the exchange rate (Metso). He came to ask if I'm going to go with them in Ghalib or not. We just sent him back to his superiors and was told to tell you that I really had no interest. Colonial architecture in Paramaribo working quite a lot of travel agencies, and, possibly, Metso largest of them, however, other agencies, like me much anymore. So, if you're in Paramaribo, better go at once "Zus and Zo" or "Blue Frog", they have a large selection of tours and they are not as expensive as in Metso. Yes, and it is best just to clarify the method of payment and the exchange rate so as not to repeat my mistakes. Palm Park Night in Fort Zealand (castle on the shores of Suriname River, approx. Perevi.) Something happened. I decided to go there to watch and take some pictures. On the road guards did not let me through the building of the Congress, so I had to go round. A little further, I noticed a few restaurants near the Parliament building, where I dine in a restaurant Javanese cuisine, which is called "Uoterkant. For just $ 5 it was possible to eat well. Night was again very hot and I was barely able to sleep. When I awoke, the sun was already bright. I decided to stroll through the Mercado Central market. In the morning there was a crowded, more people than during the day. There I talked with a woman who was selling some strange fruit. They were so round and green, a bit like a loganberry (a hybrid of raspberries and blackberries, approx. Perevi.), Only the seeds they were much larger. I bought several of these pieces and photographed a curious guy who was selling fruits okra (herbaceous plant, pods that are eaten, approx. Perevi.) At the next table. I walked on and soon found himself on the fish market. There's a woman got out with his bare hands crabs from a large box and link them together. An elderly Indian told me where to catch these crabs, and explained where they can try to have as a finished product. Mercado Central Market on the second floor of the market selling clothes, I'm a little bargain and bought a souvenir T-shirt of Surinam national football team. The seller from whom I bought a T-shirt showed where I can find a seamstress, because I urgently needed to sew up the pants. I showed the seamstress pants, she asked if I could take them off. I said that I can, I f there are still cowards. She looked at me not a little sarcastically. Okay, back after 15 minutes have yet to find fabric to make it a patch. I ran to the hotel, and took other pants, went back to the seamstress, and she told me that it will be possible to arrive at 3 o'clock, and all work will cost $ 5! So cheap! And in the pants I had such a huge hole! The largest mosque in the Caribbean, I splurged some pasta in Javanese restaurant Uoterkant. M-m-m! Delicious! Then I went to the agency "Zus and Zo, where I met a guy who will lead the trip. I also found the room, the agency rents to tourists. Just 15 euro for 2 less than the "Albergo Albrega. I will have a small room next to the toilet, but with air conditioning. I take! I vedu here on Sunday when I get back from tour. Javanese coffee I went back to my favorite Javanese restaurant and ordered a delicious vegetables with noodles and peanut sauce, which was a bit spicy. All this I took to drink a liter of beer Parbo. Then I went to the market to pick up his pants and spoke there with a seamstress, and her sister, they both came here from Guyana and well spoken, as in Dutch and in English. They were talking about Guyana, and that's where you can see interesting things, and what kind of food is worth a try. I thanked them, took pictures and went to the hotel. Start material:
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