Where to start.... I think I'll start where I left off, the King's Birthday. Some may remember me making claims that I would treat myself like the King for a day, well, I did. For lunch Sarah and I ate at a bakery right outside out bungalow (lunch at like 3: pm.) At dusk we watched the sun set from "sunset" beach. There we lit some candles and inscense, for the king of course. Afterwards, I met up with some friends who we had been partying with for the few days we had been there. One girl from Finland, Sari, and another from Barcellona, Bart, (or Bartcellona as he called it), and a dude from Surrey in British Columbia. Together we went to a restraunt Sarah and I had been eying down. This place had live
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