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I'm guessing dates btw, as i didn't write them down. but you get the gist. i mean really, do you care? Anyway, hey there! Welcome to the next thrilling installment! I've not slept and am trying to power on through this so i can write to you in real time! Sorry if its shit. Just pretend you've read it. There will not be a test. Well... maybe for Steph L (subscribe bitch!)
And, where are my emails people? i know you;re lives are menial compared to mine, by i still wanna know what the little people are doing. I'm just a great person like that.
Anyway, so, we're stilla few weeks back, and dave is still me. Ok, so we arrived in lombok, and all our new boat buddies agreed that a Gili island was next. Me and dave had discussed this prospect and couldn't be arsed to make the decision of which one of the 3 Gili's to go too, so we went along with the crowd. oh yeh. We all piled in minibus thing, and drove too fast along various high winding mountain roads, as is standard on holiday, to the port, where we were harrassed contunally by young boys who spoke like Del Boy, and wanted nothing more than to wow us with their Cockney rhyming slang.
After a short journey on the bargain-iffic public boat, crowded in with people, fish, fruit etc, wherein there was small dispute about someones bag squashing some prawn crackers, we arrived at Gili Tradvnfbfbfjefj. Well summat like that. Gili tralala is the lazy tourist name, which i am more than happy to use! This, it seems is the PARTY island of the Gili's, and was filled to the brim with English people, which was anew expenerience for us. It was not the only new experience though.... wait for it...
Its was so lovely to go there after being on that boat for so long. the beach was lively, it was really small, no police, no motor traffic - only trishaw things, pulled by sweaty horses who did look at little bit like they might die. We declined. Especially as the full stretch of town took about 15 mins to walk. Anyway, there were places to eat, little bars, beaches... we watched Shrek 3 with absurd Indonesian to English subtitles (you want me2 road street soybean sherk?), and generally relaxed.
Then we went to the beach full moon party, got really drunk, danced by the fire, jeered at fire jugglers (bloody hippies!) and as the evening progressed, i tried a new thing - some fucking bloody fresh (as the locals like to say) magic mushroom red bull cocktails (sorry mum and dad!). We hadn't slept for 24 hours by the time we took them, so the effect was somewhat different then it might have been, but frankly, it was good! and it was only about 2 quid each with matts expert drunken bargaining. So you know... i'm on holiday in it! Anyway, we passed out on the porch of our little beach bungalow.
To cap of the joy of that, despite waking up at 1 pm, the bloke who rents the bungalows still made us banana pancakes and a tea for breakfast! Seriously, what more could you want! Well, actually, it kept on coming! We had the laziest hungover beack day ever the next day, preparing ourselves for a birthday party for a women we met on the boat. A very generous women as it turns out who put 1 MILLION (oh yeh) Rupiah behaind the bar, and fed and watered us all night! We were pretty pissed. and all for free, FREE! It was actually gorgeous. We were so lucky with the people we met on the boat. Really nice, friendly, funny. Free booze jus capped it really!
What else in Gili... because of the all the english people, all the Indo's spoke Mockney. which got a little tedious after a while. expecailly for me as they found my accent so incredibly amusing! pricks. Oh yeh, on our last night we attended this bar club, which was both dave and I's idea of HELL! terrible music, UV lights, twats dancing like, well, twats. Shudder. Still. Holiday in it. Oh and w ate lots of flash fish, beacsue it was there! That might not sound exciting. But you weren't there man and you'll never understand. We had barracuda, a huge Red Snapper, the biggest tuna steak in the world! It was great! Oh and on our ;ast night, dave took for a romantic meal, knowing our time together was short... which was changed slightly in tone when matt turned up and talked u into mushrooms again. He's only 22, bless. Oh to be young again. Anyway, we eventually pushed him on some mashed up english girls and sidled off to sit on our porch, and relax, knowing that another early start awaited us the following day.
Hey, just as a note, and i'm sorry to send so much at once... but i can't be bothered to read this all through. I just type and send. If its gibberish, someone should really let me know! Ciao ciao. x
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Yes Bloss. You got it right I do not aprove of any sort of non alcohol based stimulants. as you know i haveonly been high when the "Band" came rund. So all I can say is be careful and do not make it a habit as habits are very hard to break Love Dad