I have never had such a wonderful experience. And, can you imagine our surprise having come from a rented house with A.C. and an inground pool, to landing on an airstrip in the middle of the jungle? The guide we'd been using on the mainland set this up for us. We litterally had no idea what this place was like, or how remote it truly was. When asked, the guide told us that we would be landing at an airport, and that there would be a representative there holding a name card up for us, so that we would be able to identify him. Ha ha ha ha! Well, the 5 of us, all adult women boarded a small plane. There were a few Kuna women on board with us, travelling with Parrots, oddly enough. The airport consisted of an open concrete building approximately 15' x 20'. I had to use the facilities as soon as we landed, but found that there were no facilities, with the exception of a 3' tall, 3 sided bamboo screen contraption. Hey, I had to go, I used it. It's a jungle out there. You have to do what you have to do. Then, 2 native men slid ashore in a long dugout cuipo tree with an outboard motor, and started unloading our luggage from the plane. I of course went running towards him waving my arms in the air, thinking that he had the wrong people. Oh my, to my surprise, he did not. We all boarded the dugout which had 3 flat wooden seats numbered by hand with white paint. Off we went! We passed a number of islands that all looked similar to one another. We eventually landed on Dolphin Island. The man who had retrieved us introduced himself to us as "Geronimo" the Chief of the island. This was back in the late 1990's, although it would not allow me to choose anything earlier than 2003, so there were not many huts there yet. We purchased lovely handmand molas, and I believe at the time we paid about $9.00 a piece for them. I believe there was Geronimo's family's hut and maybe 3 other huts, and a string of port-o-potties that stood alone. I think there was 1 overhead light outside and maybe one in the eating hut. The lighting in our hut consisted of old glass hurricane lanterns filled with kerosene which gave the hut a nice ambience. There was also one very large friendly blue MaCaw parrot that roamed the island freely. The seafood was fresh caught and delicious. The morning meals were simple, but fine. They had a generator in their kitchen for the refrigerator, so there was cold beverages available. Our trip was all inclusive, but we tipped them nicely anyway, as we felt we were actually on someone's private island, and they made us all feel very welcome. Geronimo and the other Kuna natives on the island were very pleasant. We signed their guest book. They took us to the big island of Achupa one day, and snorkeling another day. Bring your own snorkel equip, as they did not have any. Fortunately for us, we'd brought our own. The only thing there that I would like to see them change, is the way they discard batteries. I know they don't have electric, but the water's edge on Achupa was thick with discarded batteries, and that scared us, for the simple fact that it cannot be good for the marine life there. Outside of that, we had a fabulous time. We even got to meet with the oldest surviving Kuna Indian who had been in the war. We did have to pay for a photo with him, but what an opportunity and an honor. They carried him out on a chair. He was very old, but very nice. They didn't speak any english, but couldn't have been more pleasant. In any case, I loved the trip. It was a nice detour from a civilization, and we all had a wonderful time. Would do this trip again.
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