Another of those lazy, nothing days. We’d had vague thoughts that we might move on today – there’s another island nearby which sounds pleasant – but by the time we’d had breakfast, + then moved on to another place + snacked some more, + taken our time at both places, it had somehow gotten to be 2.30, + we clearly weren’t going anywhere. And I’d barely got into writing a bit of diary when it was volleyball time once again. Enjoyable enough, tho’ my own standard has improved not at all. The most disappointing thing is that lack of any social spin-off – all the fun + joking on court does not seem to translate to any partying afterwards.
I managed to work myself into a bad mood for the evening, allowing myself to become infuriated by the lack of organisation in the place. The result was that Val + I rowed. Luckily, with patience we were able to turn the evening around, + it turned out quite well, supping whiskey + coke + enjoying the evening. We do wish, even so, that we could share it with someone else, old friends, new friends, whatever. But it’s definitely time to move on – tomorrow we go to Ko Pha-Ngan.
And back to the hedonism, though not all that enjoyable, as it led to an argument (when I say we rowed, it does not mean we took out a small boat.)
