The bamboo lodge was literally what it says, lodges made out of bamboo. The picture is a typical lodge from the outside. There was no really “lobby or office”. We gathered for meals in the building below. Notice it has no walls.
Here are some pictures of the inside of my cabin.
This is taken from the door. You can see the bed--a double sized bed. I had this cabin to myself. It would have been OK to share with my wife, but a bit cozy to share with another man.
A picture from the other direction The door is next to the bed. There is one window (sort of) above the bed where the curtain is. The door also has a curtain. In the middle of the day, the room was a bit hot. At night, it was a bit cool. I was glad for the cover on the bed since there was no heat.
Here is the “desk” where I typed many of these BLOG entries. The bathroom is behind the partition. There was no wifi in the room, but they did have it in the dining area. Well, they moved it there after a few days. At first we had to find a spot near their house. But after we told them we were having trouble, they moved it to the dining area.
Here is the sink/shower . The “hot-water heater” on the wall was barely effective in my room. It got the water fairly hot if I just barely turned it on. As the volume increased, the temperature went down. There was simply not enough electrical power in the lodge to run the heaters at full power. I was lucky. Mine worked from day one. Many of the team didn’t get hot water until a few days later. But, we adapted and stayed plenty clean.
This is the rest of the bathroom from the shower. The toilet worked fine. One interesting thing about the shower is there didn’t seem to be any drain. Our showers sat on the ground and drained into rocks. It was very interesting.
The staff at the lodge were great. They were happy, helpful people. Some of them spoke a bit of English; others basically
none. On night Randy Tom B., and I sat with them and they talked with Randy. Rom and I listened. It was fun to watch them interact. I felt included even I couldn’t speak with them. The man in the picture and his wife seem to be the managers. He wanted so much to communicate and we tried. We were well taken care of!
