Just to start, I missed out the fact that my family sent a card, with a camera memory card enclosed with Jade at the begining of the trip and she gave it to me on my birthday.
Ok next day, although the thunderstorm should have cleared the skies, it didn't and after waking to a fairly over cast day we were treated to a good two hour poor down. This was the worst rain fall I think we've had on this trip, accentuated by the corrugated metal roof of our bungalow that sounded as if it was being poun ded constanting. All we could do was read and sleep, I was the reader, Jade did a mix of the two, and Linnea was the sleeper, she still wasn't at her best.
When the rain finally cleared we headed down to the bakery, Linnea had missed out the day before and we just wanted to go back. When we got there we found a big group of people. Dennis, Lena and Shep had left that morning, but the Swiss girls, Matt the Aussie, Younes, a couple of very quiet other Aussies and a German/French/Dutch guy who we'd had fleetingly met, while under an influence at one point!!! okk and Jo the firl from Abbotts Langley, that it turns out I don't really like, all it took was a joke of a patronising comment and my opinion was set, how shocking is that!!
We had a big game of cards going, we ate and I can't really come up with anything else we did untill the evening.
That evening Matt the Aussie taught us all how to make the hats he had been walking road the town in, along with a few of his former disciples. They were woven from Coconut leaves, and he had learnt how to make them while in Fiji. He was a bit of nature boy, on one of the previous days he'd been walking around with a snake he'd caught, and he also did alot of fishinbg, some people said he could spear fish, but I never saw that. Anyway it was my infamous knife that was used, and highly complimented I may add to make them!!!! He sorted out the start and made each of us weaze our own. It was cool, good to learn, and I was hoping to be able to show off this talent in the future, those plans would be dashed in Cambodia, but thats a different story.
After our hat making we had dinner, and spent another night on the balcony, Linnea curled up in a hammock with Matt, just getting a massage we're told, and iot has to be said believed from the snores that we're coming from it.
I saw my first ever shooting stars down at the beach later that night.