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My bike. White. Automatic. Missing a mirror because Alisa went kerplunk. I think we'll get done in lab around 7:30, 8:00 tonight; not quite a 12 hour day like I thought. So far, no problems with the OMP extraction but I'd better knock on my wooden lab bench. Don't you think that that would be a problem when you're working with infectious microbes? Its like a wooden cutting board; Janet Johnson said to use plastic because bacteria can fester in the wood. hahah "fester." Like Uncle Fester and Thing.
Anyways, I still haven't recovered from the "vacation" this weekend. I'm realizing how much work it actually is to travel, and how little work it is to be in the lab. Saturday in Krabi wasn't so stressful though...well, not after about noon...
We woke up that morning and had breakfast. I had museli: like what I made last summer with the oatmeal and yogurt and fruit? The cold stuff I put in the custard cups in the fridge? It was like that, but not as good.
We had planned on motor bikes for Saturday. We were going to all get our own and ride the beach. But, Gerard burst our bubble soon enough and said he only had three available for rent; we'd
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Ao Nang Beach have to go double. Kahoua, Alisa, and Justin went out first to practice. Kyle didn't need to because he's a moped boy in Madison. Sarah didn't want to, said she was perfectly fine just riding. I was waiting around for my turn to practice when Kahoua comes storming back, slams the door of our bathroom, and starts swearing; and, Alisa comes limping down the sidewalk. Both had fallen off; Kahoua had a scraped face and a "dislocated" jaw, and Alisa was skinned: knee, foot, and elbow. Gerard was pretty upset. He didn't know that they had absolutly zero experience on personal vehicles like that. I gave him some time to cool off before I asked if I could try. I promised what I shouldn't have needed to (because its really just common sense): helmet, tenners, covered legs. I had watched him teach everyone else so I got on and pretty much just drove off. He was going to come with me, but I lost him early on. I got back to the driveway and he was there waiting. He said I was "the winner." Kahoua didn't like that. I just said I had driven snowmobiles and fourwheelers before. Lie. Maybe
I just have moped talent? I bet its skiing. I've got excellent balance in the tracks, yes?
When we were finally ready to go, everyone was piling into the van and I was just feeling: No. I thought: "No, that wasn't my plan. The plan was to ride the beach." So I told Gerard I'd rent the automatic with one mirror. He was fine with it, naturally, because I was "the winner." Kyle and Sarah were riding too so we had two bikes out. It was so much fun. I think I might buy one when I get home...once I get a job. Wait. Once I figure out what I'm going to do with my life and then get a job hahahhahah MOPED.
The beach was pretty amazing. It was fun to pretend to be CJ and run into the water. No one else watched Baywatch so they didn't know what I was doing. I was surprised how salty it was. It was like drinking...salt water. Salt water for a sore throat. We were in for about 10, 15 minutes when Sarah gave a negligible squeal. She's got quite a high pain tolerance so she didn't say too much about
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See? I was there. Them are my gams. feeling like she got stung. But we decided to get out and there on her calf: lightning bolt, the shape of a tentacle. A massage lady was walking down the beach and spread Tiger Balm on it (the Thai cure-all), then she took her to her tent to put some leaves on it. I stayed back to watch the bags and towels since Kyle, Justin, and Kahoua were picking shells. When they got back and I told them where Sarah and Alisa had gone, they made a bee-line for the tent....leaving me to watch the stuff. It was ok though, I was actually a little happy to have the time to myself. I was reading on a beach in Thailand. Who can say that?
When Sarah got back she wanted to wash off her leg so we went in again. And, she got stung again. This time on her thigh and hand. We decided: enough is enough, its time for a massage. So we went back to her Tiger Balm lady. The massage was quite nice, though I would never get a foot scrub again. I thought I was going to kick her in the face it tickled so much.
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More proof. Shade. My Nook. And historical fiction. Also, not sure I would get a massage on the beach again...BA! I was wearing that suit with all the funny straps and I had to take the whole top off when the lady was massaging my back. Good thing Kyle's face was smashed into the mildewy pillow as he was getting his calves massaged by someones elbows. EEK! Embarrassing.
After massages and pedicures, we walked back to our shady tree and started heading back to the bikes. We rode while Kah, Jus, and Al (gotta start abbreviating) started walking along the beach to where the restaurant was. Kyle dropped off Sarah and went back to pick up Alisa, but Kahoua and Justin didn't want rides. The four of us there started walking out to the islands on low tide; Justin and Kahoua got there soon after we did. It was awesome. Once we got to the islands and I could see the caves underneath them, I immediatly thought of CJ and Stephanie stuck in that air pocket under the sea. Baywatch was filmed in a tidepool wasn't it? and they were running out of air? If they had just waited for low tide they could have walked right out
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Dear Jenna: I got a herbal oil massage, rash ointment, foot scrub, pedicure, banana, and 1/4 pineapple for $16.66. I thought you'd be proud; I subjected myself to pampering AND I bargain shopped :) of there. I was also thinking of the hard, sharp shells on the faces of the island. Mitch would have been worse of than just a broken back and a wheel chair if he really hit a cliff-side. He'd be sliced head to toe. Sorry, I'm ruining the show from a different country now. Just call me mom 😉
We couldn't see the sunset very well, and Sarah and I were getting hungry so we started walking back to shore. Once we all made it to the restauarant, we ordered smoothies, rice, and a couple of dishes. No one wanted to go in with me on my Red Snapper, so I ordered one for myself. The dishes came one by one: Justin's curry; Al&Kah's prawns; and Sar&Kyle's crab. And I waited. And I waited. And I talked to the waiter who said "just one moment." And I talked to Kyle who hypothesized that "one moment" in Thailand is greater than or equal to "one moment" in Mexico. And I ordered more rice for the table. And I waited. And finally, my fish arrived. FISH. Head, tail, bones. Half-way through picking the meat from around the skull with my fingers, I
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Sarah got stung by a jelly fish twice...on two seperate occasions in the sea. After sting #2, we decided no more swimming. turned to Kahoua: "I wish I had taken a picture of this fish, but I didn't." It had too quickly became part of my digestive system.
And so I conclude part 3 of Krabi Posts with a realization: I enjoy the taste of fish much more on the bone. Tell Dad he doesn't have to fillet those 1/2 lb crappies we reel in.
Until we meet again,
Amy
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AH HAHAHAHAHAHHAH
Ya, I always wondered why he didn't have blood dripping down his back and not even one scratch on him. It's amazing what you learn on Baywatch. I can't believe they haven't seen at least 1 episode. Maybe they don't want to admit it. I really like those last 2 pictures of the sunset. I tried to capture that in Texas, but it doesn't work so well when you are in a speeding car...hahahahhahahhaa Thanks for the letter. I thought I was going to be the one who didn't get one! hahahahha LOVE YOU Lis