Labuan has Duty Free Shops the way Seattle has coffee shops: in such excess you cannot imagine how they all thrive, and yet there they are.
|Docks strapped together in a vain effort to prolong their life|
|file recovery zone. glass of wine required.|
Once the weather broke, it was time to scope out the duty free shopping. I have no interest in the finery-for-the-masses that clutters the usual DFS shopping experience (perfume? Just makes me sneeze. High end ‘statement’ watches? Not impressed. Fine chocolates? Well OK, you might have me there…). On the other hand, Jamie and I enjoy an evening sundowner, but spirits have either been unavailable or unaffordable since we left Mexico. That was a long time ago. Enter duty free shopping: although junk rum ran $65/bottle in Australia, a delicious Caribbean hooch was only $10 in Labuan. Time for Dark and Stormys!
I think they preferred the jellyfish swarms at the marina.
|jellies swarming at the dinghy dock|
|what it really looked like… so thick, it was like jello|