Big lazy day today. Crawl out of bed after midday to go down and get a coffee. We end up picking this place that does western coffee, so we get ourselves an Americano, nice to have a change from the Vietnamese coffee. I decide that my leg is not making the progress that I would like, so I decide to go to a pharmacy and see what the craic is. Although her english is good, the medication that she has does not have much English. I look at various tablets and creams and bandages. I decide to go for a cream and some bandages, I think I might try covering it and see what that looks like. I think a dip in the sea is in order today and that way I will be sure that it is clean.
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We head in to the sea at about 5pm, not sure why we left it so late, but whatever, we are here now. I must say I am looking particularly hot with my tan lines on my arms and legs, it musters quite a few smiles as I head to the sea. Ha, the sooner I get in to the water the quicker the laughing will stop. So 21/11/12 and I am going for a swim in the sea, madness! The water is so warm, and as I swim further out I would go so far as to say that the water was hot. The salt water does not hurt my leg as I thought that it might have. Of course, Elias informs me that if I don't feel any pain, I am in the early stages of gangrene, a comforting thought. We end up staying in the ocean until the sun goes down, messing around in the surf. The beach is busy with many people in the sea having a laugh. It's hard to believe that it is nearly Christmas and here I am in Vietnam. Elias and I laugh at the lunacy of it all, and give a moments thought to back home and how people will be getting up for work now, I know what I'd rather be doing.
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We head back to the hotel and I get a shower, wash all the salt off me. My leg is feeling tight with the salt, and the water has removed the premature scab, just leaving a soft, fleshy white film over part of the wound. I put some of the cream on my leg and then wrap it up with some gauze and tape. Lets see if this improves the situation. On the way out for dinner we tell reception that we want to go on the island tour tomorrow, which starts at 8. When we get down the town we notice a supermarket of sorts. This place must be an absolute gold mine. It has everything a westerner could need, bread, milk, cheese, even chocolate and crisps from the west. Of course with this selection comes a hefty price, though only expensive in comparison to what you can get elsewhere. We decide that muesli and some natural yoghurt is the way to go for breakfast and so we pick up some of these. Afterwards it is dinner and some pool before an early night due to the early rise tomorrow.