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Plan for the day: wake up at 8 to get tuktuk to animal shelter and eat tarantulas
Reality: wake up at 4 and do none the above
Here's what happened!
When we eventually woke up our friend in our room had left! Turns out he hadn't actually left the hostel just requested that he change room! The guy who replaced him was EVEN WORSE! Arriving at around 10am, he slept until at least 6pm. At this time he came downstairs to try and use the computers. Rather than ask us how long we would be he sat and stared at us. We were 2 hours.
These were a productive 2 hours and we found accommodation for the next 3 destinations and the full moon party as well as transport for Tomorow.
Diahhorrea thn struck again, and while our poo-ridden member was engaged, Miranda thought it would be a fun idea to try and push Nic in the hostel pool. She succeeded.There Will be redemption.
At 8pm we eventually left the hostel in the hunt for baked tarantulas, duck embryos, fried crickets and beetles. Unfortunately Josh got his hands on the map again. 3 hours later Josh was still convinced that the deserted jungle he had led us to, was still a potential tarantula vendor. After only 14 hours sleep, this journey was verging on unbearable, and Nic, Chris and Miranda felt that the only way to remedy this was half an hour of relentless b****ing. Casually deciding To have shots in the Red Piano before buying a kilogram of cereal from the local supermarket and heading back to the hostel for a feast!
Once we had destroyed two packets of cereal, our plan for an early night soon turned into a competitive game of cards by the poolside. Tired and exhausted from trekking to the outskirts of the city at 1am in the hope to eat a spider's leg, we finally got some sleep.........
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