We'd seen this Aqueduct from near the lookout point peeking over the forest canopy. It once supplied water to Abrao. It was such a strange thing to see in the middle of the jungle.Not far from the aqueduct we followed the track around a little way until we saw a side track to the old jail. It was right on the beach & buried under jungle. It was used for quarantine for some time as well as a jail.
We stopped there for a bit and had a swim. Nic was there already & a few of the others appeared not long after we arrived.
The weather started to look ominous again so we set off for the village.
That night we went to a dodgy looking restaurant that had some wonderful food. The rain bashed down at times while we were there. After dinner we headed to a hostel near by to catch up with Polly who'd left us in Sucre. We found her eventually, but not until after the rain found us first. Kerri & I didn't stay long. I guess we're a bit over smoke filled noisy places.
