8/3/11
Following on from our last post we made the strenuous step and had a massage. This was 30miniutes of the most vigorous, oily rubbing that we have ever experienced. Without fail each of us nearly fell over when it was finished. I liked it, James was bemused and mia bruised. The only sensible course of action after this was to head back, have a beer some food and relax some more. One beer inevitably turned into 4 and some fenney juice (a local sprit) as we got talking to the owner and two Germans Teressa (nothing like the nun with the same name and with a similar dirty sense of humor to me) Christina (compulsive scarf buyer) two English girls (one an ex crystal meth addict who has written a book and one from Leeds for James to bond with) and a mad 50 something Londoner .
Earlier that day whilst sitting on the toilet in the open air I looked up and saw a troop of monkeys, some bats and an eagle type bird. The nature watching replaces the need for a newspaper when sitting on the thrown. It also cases James to look round furtively or walk over to the enclosed toilet for a poo without observers. It’s a bit like the zoo but in reverse… the monkeys watching us thinking how strange.
After a good night’s sleep we decided to be even more lazy and relax the seating area near our hut. After some 4 hours of reading and some breakfast we embarked on Pilates and mia photographed us for posterity. Again we are thinking about doing something, possibly even kayaking but its hot so sitting may win out again. That said James in his element washing our clothes in a big pot… anyone seen an iron???
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