Scratch one day

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Woke up to a massive storm.

Which was good cause the flu had a tight grip on me.

Even the Spidey dance couldnt lift my spirits.

Passed in and out of sleep all day.

Woke up to see Spider had a new friend. They were going out and Spider was getting numerous fashion tips. An adjusted belt (it must hang loose) and adjusted pants (they must hang over the shoes) this went on to my quiet amusment.

Fell asleep to the roaring wind of the med and my lungs.

Suxs to be sick.


Next day tried to ride up the mountains. Several massive coughing fits and about 20kms later we stayed in the small town of Chekka.

The hotel, complete with peeling sky blue paint rising damp and deckchairs strewn everywhere was frequented by numerous couples that stayed for only an hour or so and then left.
Curious behaviour that I will let you comment on ;-)

Passed out in our loosely called 'chalet' hoping the next day would bring something better.

Suxs to be sick.

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Comments

[Caillin]

Hang in there fucker!
Hope ur not sick anymore. Where's the flange!!!! Haha

[Marty of the Deep]

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