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14/4/2011
Argument with hotel owner trying to tell us it was 300 per night when we agreed 200! He was outside our room most of the day but we just told him no. Chris almost gave in but I was having none of it!
Had a little trek to Vizhinjam seeing the mass of fishing boats, temples, impressive sea defences, buildings and a cricket match in the heat of the day. So many kids for the first time asking for "school pen" of which we couldn't help. Some little s***s were then hassling Chris and he swore at them. I was in stitches as he resorted to swearing at some seven-year-olds!
More arguing with hotel nutcase before washing our sweaty bodies in the sea. But I had a disaster. Chris spotted a smallish black fish close to the surface of the water fairly far out, and me, after watching so much Nat Geo and that, decided to act like a predator, hovering over the top of it and pin-pointing it out of the water with my bare hands. As I shouted: "Look, I've got it!", the fish came straight back out and I was screaming F**!"
As I grabbed the fish, it stabbed me in two points of my hand with two sharp spikes on its back and blood instantly poured from my hand. I was worried it was deadly so went to the lifeguards in search of first aid. These blokes were Solomon-Kalou-less and were just saying: "Crab?'' I kept explaining that a fish spiked me and they pointed down the beach to a small hut. Here I found a guy messing around chatting out the back and his solution was to pour some red solution on it! It did nothing whatsoever but make it look like a fake wound with pretend blood! My thumb was literally immobile for a while as all those neurotoxins from the fish's venom had paralysed the nerves in that part of my hand. The fish was poisonous and I spent the next two hours in agony, sat holding my hand looking over the ocean with a couple of cokes to try and get my mind off of it!
Tried to play cricket but not for the first time, some locals were so serious about it (even though it was on the corner of a beach before the tide came in), they didn't want any extra players. Some crap about tourist police they were saying but then someone else was backing it up at random so maybe there was some justice behind it.
A picture I didn't get that would've been a prizewinner, an old, hagged woman with an extremely untidy boat-race carrying a huge fish balanced on the top of her head with the ocean and sunset in the backdrop. That and that bloody fish that spiked me tempted me into a succulent kingfish, veg and rice dinner! Caramelised banana for dessert was a nice treat too!
Chris and I had a final drink at Fusion bar and for the final time, Chris broke another pair of flip-flops with me, his third pair in less than a month of travelling with me....
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