Finally left boxing camp and I was quite sorry to say bye to my little hut and all the trainers, but not altogether sorry to say bye to the punchbags and the skipping ropes and the little lead weights they make you hold to shadow box (they look so harmless, and feel so nonsensical at first... but after 3 or 4 rounds when your arms are dropping off you're sorry you didn't give them the credit they deserve). I left Kata beach which, while a little ghost town like in the off season, is really quite pretty to come to..... Georgetown, Penang. I'm sorry, but it really is a sh*thole. I haven't seen a rat yet but there's so many open sewers it's easier to dice with the cars and the mopeds on the road
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