Can you tell where we are, yet?

FLickr might give you a large clue as to our current whereabouts. Due to unforseen financial circumstances we have altered our itinerary, and have added another country to our world trip. With three, or maybe four weeks to go before I'm due back at work, we've flown to this extremely exotic and lovely land to spend the last of our freedom days and hopefully not many of our remaining pennies.

Can you guess where we are, not wishing to sound too muck like an episode of Playshcool. It's summer, and the rains have come. We had a huge thunder storm this afternoon. The rainfall was tropical in volume and the sky was almost inky with pressure and violence. I lay in our room and tried to count the seconds between flashes of white light and the sound of the sky splitting open but there were no seconds to count. The storm raged right over my head for half an hour. Then stopped. It is now sunny. Although a storm will no doubt come again tomorrow afternoon. It's fiesta time here and the locals are all off to some sort of pagan dance party. It always rains for them.

Oh, where are we?