We stopped at a dive spot called toris reef that my mom thinks might be good to snorkel.
The water is clear enough that you can see fish swimming around without even going under water.
Next stop was Pink Beach. So named because it used to have a pink sand, which has since washed away. There is a small hill of coral here I clambered up for photos.
The beach here is either hard rock or loose, sunbleached coral. Is not the easiest to clamber on.
The next thing south is Atlantis Beach, which is where the islands kiteboarders are quarantined.
This guy was jumping up in the air.
I had a hard time focusing on him because of how fast he was, but this should give an idea of how high he was going. It was ridiculous.
The red slave huts have changed colour since i was last here. Now they are yellow. My dad says it is because red paint fades fast here, which is ironic since originally the dutch used this island to harvest an ingrediant in red paint pigment from the trees.
There is a light house down here too. We turned around just after it and headed back so i could get pictures out the window of the salt works that line the east side of the road.
We saw some flamingos hanging out in the salt works. This was a very young and unfocused one. It happens.
The water in the salt works turns bright pink. It looks really neat when the sun hits it.
The huge piles of salt are visible from all over this end of the island. Its hard to tell how big they are, unless tourists ignore the warning signs and pose in front of them.
The white around the edges isnt salt, its a creepy foam that moves in the wind and looks like its breathing.
This is all right across the road from the sea.
I took a video panorama, complete with wind noise. I will post it and a video of the creepy foam on the next post.
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