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Kokrobite Travel Blog› entry 19 of 21 › view all entries
August 7th, 2006 – by: silan
When we arrived in Kokrobite, a man named Williams led us to Big Milly's where we were meeting another volunteer we had met, and where we would be staying for the weekend. At first we weren't quite sure where we were being led, seeing at there wasn't much light, we were walking down a questionable alley, and the smells just weren't quite right, but as soon as we heard the music and drums, we knew we were headed in the right direction. We arrived during a dancing and drumming performance that happens every weekend and found Katie, the girl we were meeting.
The weekend went by slowly and quickly as we lazed around, sleeping, reading, sitting on the beach, swimming, playing frisbee, being attacked by local children, and making rasta friends. There should be a Kokrobite 25km west of every city.
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