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Published: August 18th 2005
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Nothin' left to do but write songs...
It's just me 'n my ukulele now. Not a whole lot more happens when you've got a bung foot! (that's right Luce, I finished your song!) Right, well now I'm an IMMOBILE hermit (in more ways than one- my mobile is still out of batteries) stuck way out on an obscure cliff at the end of a mile-long, untamed trail through inhospitable jungle. I went snorkelling this morning, which was beautiful until I carved up my feet good and proper on some angry coral. In resignation from the 'Big Day'' I had planned, I hobbled back up my 50-odd steps and decided to spend the rest of the day on my verandah writing songs and listening to music. Not a bad alternative, really- however, round about 1 o'clock I started getting bored of that, and decided to go on a mission after all - despite barely being able to walk - and hiked a good kilometer through more jungle around to Chalok Ban Kao, which is the place with the Buddha rock. I'm now sitting with a completely buggered foot in an internet cafe on the beach (interesting combination, I know) and I'm not looking forward to the hike back. Going to go home and nurse my foot in a waterfall of tea tree oil before drowning my sorrows in some Tom Kha Gai. From now on
Chalok Ban Kao
The view from this bloody internet cafe! Waste of a beautiful bit of beach if you ask me! :P I take taxis everywhere... wait, no- boats... there are no roads remember... Bugger.
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Write me my tune, too!