the tropics

its now been 5 long miserable days since returning to the real world. there are no dive in bars, alcohol with breakfast is frowned upon and there's a definite lack of backpackers willing to serve cheap mexican food. Overview:

there were no coconuts drinks. hollywood lies yet again

our accommodation was run by eric estrada who provided a full range of services, including picking up RAT's forgotten underwear and placing them in her bag.

the local pub reserves a large section of seats for a biker gang every sunday who may or may not turn up. i was inspired to stand up for the locals and win back seating rights through a 60's inspired surf-off, but i was on holidays after all.

my eyes appeared to have developed an odd immunity to the stinging power of seawater, possibly because im extremely blind. whilst this super-power could prove very handy (especially in the surf-off) i apparently freak out now when im swimming offshore, panic attack style and find myself confined to boats or within a short distance to the shallows. its great discovering new things about myself

responsibility #1: lead RAT (blinded by the after sun I put on) off the balcony through to the bathroom to wash her eyes. forgot what i was doing and about 5 steps in lead her into a table. this does not bode well for her trust in me

responsibility #2: ensure even coverage of sunscreen on RATs back. unrelated incident, at the end of day 1 she had an odd patch of non-sun burnt skin that looked like a hand print...

in a party town filled with 20 somethings, maccas was staffed with geriatrics rather then the standard voice-breaking pimple brigade

sat next to a blind guy at the dock. even though he needed a stick to hit us with to know we were there, he was going on the sunset cruise. this intrigued me.

had my fortune read by a tarot chick. oddly enough when i arrived she had gone home for the day and obviously couldn't read her own future very well.

my constant impression of Mr Roarke's "welcome to fantasy island" every 5 minutes whilst accurate, may have gotten annoying.

im not going to write more, less it become the blog version of watching someone else's slides.

/fin