Bartica is a quiet-ish town, which has a nice beach and pavilion where you can hang out and a few little bars dotted around, frequented mainly by the male of the species but where you can grab a beer and maybe a plate of fish and plantain.
The owner of the place where we were staying – 'Balkaran' – took us the next day on a trip to Marshall Falls. The weather was not so good to us that day so it was a little damp to say the least but it was a great day none the less. Unfortunately mum had a bit of a tumble and manage to cut her leg quite badly but she carried on with little fuss with a make shift bandage made from toilet tissue and a headband!

The trip was a nice finish to mum and dad’s stay, although it was obviously sad to see them go I am very pleased that they got to see where I had been hanging out over the previous 7 months! At least they can join in with me as I bore the pants of people when I get home in September 2009 and I talk of nothing else other than “in Guyana….”
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