The motorcycle taxi ride is about 45 hair-raising minutes. Several parts are right along the edge of a ridge with a beautiful hundred foot drop off on one side. Generally though the drivers are so good at what they do. When they finally made it up the mountain to the small village, they gathered their things, and hiked to the guest house type place. There they had to get old thin mattresses out of their storage barrels, shake out sheets, scare away the rats, start a fire, and eat rice, tempe, and mackerel by candlelight…but those pictures are for the next post.