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Day 36 - Phu Quoc island
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This was our last full day on the island, and we awoke to sunshine and a light breeze; perfect !
After the usual buffet breakfast (I discovered some fantastic mini pots of frozen yoghurt today, oh what might have been !) we liberally applied sun cream, and started sunbathing.
After about six and a half minutes I was bored stiff, so went off to amuse myself by looking at the Liverpool online message boards, and doing various other activities to pass the time.
After lunch I managed to coerce Katie into another game of monster chess, and she enjoyed it so much that we had another 3. She even beat me in the 3rd game, but only because I stopped her making about 5 suicidal moves ! ;)
We then did a bit more sun-worshipping, and prepared ourselves for our 4pm massages on the beach, which sounded really cool.
I was surprised (amazed) and a little nervous when I asked Katie "what kind of massage are we having ?" and she replied by shrugging her shoulders with indifference, because normally she'd have carefully selected the Indonesian cranial oyster massage or something equally random...
Sure enough the 2 girls that walked towards us in the massage hut hardly inspired confidence, they looked like cleaners with behavioural issues.
By the standard of their massages, I think they probably were ! They were bloody AWFUL !!
Katie's in particular had her in agony, managing to pinch her skin to the point of applying friction burns ! I took Katie's occassional yelps of pain to be a good thing, and I was delighted that in my head this naturally confirmed my physical fitness and superiority. Little did I know of the tortures she was going through at the time !
Unbeknown to Katie, I was going through my own personal hell, courtesy of my ear problems. I have been sleeping on 4 or 5 pillows, or even sitting up, because whenever my head goes down to the same level as my heart, or tilts right or left, my ears 'cloud over', I feel a bubble of pressure in my right ear, followed by a very sharp pain. It isn't much fun.
When Katie booked the massages I didn't think that this would mean that my head would need to be down at the same level as my chest, so I would be in agony. I probably should have stopped the massage after a few minutes and sat up, but I endured the pain, and hoped my body would appreciate the muscle manipulation so much that it would forget about my ear problem.
We also managed to book the massages at 4pm, the ONLY time of day that the sun shines perfectly through the front of the massage hut, covering both beds ! We'd both just showered, so had washed off all our sun cream, expecting that the hut would be in shade. Miraculously I escaped the usual "Al + sun - suncream = lobster" equation, and got away with a gentle pink colour on my back.
The massage itself was cheap, and boy did we get what we paid for. Katie told me afterwards that she very nearly told her masseuse to stop and "forget about it" at 3 separate occassions ! Her girl really must have been bad.
After this exertion we took a much needed 40 winks, and surfaced in time to grab some dinner, which this time included some DELICIOUS "fish fingers".
I think that someone in the Birds Eye company must have visited Asia 30 years ago and had some of these, and thought "what a great idea, let me make a very cheap copy with 3rd rate ingredients, we'll make a fortune !". They were unlike any fish finger that I've had before, I could have eaten about 20 of them.
I then had a "Mexican pizza", because it was the most random thing on the menu (chilli con carne on a pizza base anyone ?!), but it was actually surprisingly good...
We finished off with a couple of "333" ("ba-ba-ba") beers, which is our favourite Vietnamese beer, and went home to pack for tomorrow's early start.
Lots of love,
Al & Katie xx
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