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... ended up being a complete nut job (ok that sounds wrong – nut case/crazy).
Propped up on two funny bar
stools/high-chairs, I tried to focus on my pizza and make conversation whilst
ignoring her continuous lapsing into some orgasm of upper-torso dance
moves. The music was loud enough to feel
a groove and whilst I do appreciate confidence (to a level), this spasmodic
dance over dinner and trying to get to know someone was pretty off-putting.
... I'd had two text messages and six missed calls from Johnson, my slightly creepy knight on a shiny, red scooter. Well this was awkward then! Thanks LG for the handy built-in "reject" list I never knew existed. As we relaxed in the air conditioning of Cafe Coffee Day, eating chicken wraps that cost as much as a night's accommodation, Tarrant added his number to this wonderful list to stop him from wearing my battery down with ...
I hope that you liked our little Christmas video, it was our
way of saying happy Christmas to you all and to join in on the festive spirit,
and also to make up for the lack of presents and cards from our sides, such
cheapskate backpackers we are! Ha ha! Christmas wasn’t the same this year, I
had a bad stomach (again) and was pretty whacked as a result and poor Scotty
couldn’t find a Christmas tree in sight, or a Christmas tune to sing ...
... charge my batteries after my Tibet and trekking tours. We had chai (tea) every morning and I napped every afternoon. They taught me to make a bunch of my favorite Indian dishes and I ate far too much them for my liking. It was delicious tho :) Once the weather cleared up, a little sightseeing began. My perception of Goa before I got there was one big party and I'm sure later in the season, it is. Luckily for me tho, I arrived weeks before anything big ...
... the beach in the evening and I have to give up on an attempt to stand on my shoulders but I manage everything else (badly). The teacher says that we're all 'unique flowers' and I want to ask 'even hitler?'. In the evening a bar near my hut has a sitar concert so we go along. The Yoga teacher also mentioned a charity event for the street children of Goa at a nearby venue called 'Ash'. We head over and there's improvised rap, bands, singers and live ...