1. My next transport purchase will be a kyake. By the end of the week it was clear that I was becoming proficient at paddling my way through the waves onto the beaches. Even the girls commented on my skills. The question is where will I keep it and where should I practice. Do you think Chartham Park would mind if I used the swimming pool!
2. Wild life - two species caught my attention on the islands. 1. The monkeys on the beach. It was evident whose island it was. They were not hesitant in chasing humans back when they felt inclined. 2. The sicardias. The noise they made was akin to a high-pitched electrical noise which began around mid-day and continued until dark.
3. Night adventures. We ran out of gas on one occasion so had to find somewhere ashore to eat. We rode in the dinghy - torches to the fore to spot the rocks. We landed on the beach near an eatery and the staff brought tables onto the sand and set up our meal. Full of laughter and friendliness. The resort was a small place with few people, but good fun.
4. The film - the beach. Since the film Ma Ya bay has become extremely popular with tourists. The huge speed boats arrive in their droves about 10. Time for yachts to leave. We walked on the island for a while and found the rangers' house in the middle - rustic and authentic Thai looking with a satelite dish.
5. Cambodia. Departure early tomorrow with the prospect of views the temples on bikes. A mother and daughter trip.
Nearer home
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1 Exotic places (Farawayland), exotic adventures (akin to a grown-up version of Swallows and Amazons). To the beach by torch. The tables (on the beach?). The warmth. A sense that Homeland is faraway, or even that Farawayland is home, even for a short while).
1.1 Yes, hang on to kayaking skills. You never know. And the recollection of having done it will remain with you. Well done.
1.2 There is the sense, I guess, of the return to the elemental (in safety, of course). The beach, the water, the ceiling-sky. A sense of nourishing some need to be in touch with the natural world, to be divested of the things mechanical. Back to the woods. On the raft, rather than on the shore.
2 There's much to be said for the notion, particularly when La Fille du Regiment is available on headphones. The natural world with just a little of the un-natural?
3 I am about to leave from my excursion to the simpler, albeit comfortable life. I will probably be out of contact, save by text, until Sunday.
Continue to enjoy.
Levieuxquicontinuearester.
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