I hadn’t originally planned on going to Bali, but thankfully Tash talked me in to it while I was half way through a bucket in Koh Phangnan. I gave her my card deets and she took care of the rest. I only had one request:
We were not going to Kuta
The flight over was less than desirable as I was sitting beside a 6’5 19 year old schoolie who insisted on telling me over and over again how he was drinking straight vodka. My kindle and earphones didn’t deter him, and he ever started “chatting” with me via the planes IM system on our individual screens:
37 A has sent you an instant message 37 B
When I fell asleep, he woke me up to let me know I could rest my head on him…
Ammm…I’m okay thanks..
Thank god we were not going to Kuta!
Tash had organised…
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