The night before I did something incredibly clumsy. Shuffling and bouncing down the bed to turn off the light I managed to run a finger nail across my thigh. I have no idea how I managed such a monumental idiotic thing. But, it left me with a gash like a feral cat had attacked me. And wow did it sting like heck in the shower. Nothing a spot of breakfast and a full pot of fresh lemongrass tea couldn’t cure. Grown in the garden by the owners, three bunches of aromatic stems were uprooted and steeped in hot water. Even Katherine enjoyed some of it. Without being vulgar, I was hydrated enough for the day.
We tried to go for a walk along the beach to Haad Rin, hopefully see the infamous site of the full moon party. We didn’t get at when we found a big dead fish on the shore. Later we found out that it was a baby dolphin. It is very uncommon to have this happen and now in the space of a week there has been two. Our owner reckons that fisherman have caught them in illegal nets and dumped them so not to be prosecuted. Whatever the reason, the rotting carcass of the cetacean hummed above the smell of the seaweed as we crossed over the rocky outcrops to the next stretch of beach. We weren’t able to get very far with the high tide making the route impassable. We doubled back, had a chocolate shake and chilled for the afternoon. There may have been a rather competitive game of monopoly that I shouldn’t have won, but someone was too generous with their trading of properties following my spectacular strop of going to jail for the third time. We got further along the beach in the afternoon. The ebbing tide allowed quicker progress and we got around another few peninsulas. However, there was no visible route to continue or perhaps it was still too high, but we retreated, chilled on a rock watching some kayakers and continued down the beach in the other direction past our place. It made for a quicker way to 7 Eleven where we found coconut jelly drinks and custard bread for an incredibly late lunch. I just made it back to the room in time. Tummy cramps berated the last few kilometres and I was in agony. Not sure what gave me the stomach bug this time – normally I have an idea from my dodgy experimental food stalls – but, it was carnage and draining. A bowl of plain green curry and rice for dinner to settle everything out again, we confined ourselves in the room with tv episodes and the fan to pass away the rest of the evening.
Tuesday 18th October 2016