planes, trains, n tuk tuks….

Sleep was difficult since we had no fans due to no electricity, (really what”s the point of having them?) , but the beds were comfy and the night air got cooler.  Headed back down to the boat to scope out better seats, but the only tolerable ones, the cushions on the floor at the front had all but one been taken.  Not wanting to be an ass,  I reserved us both seats on the benches at the back.  B then gets on and grabs the last seat in the front, informing me that the seats are too uncomfortable back there.  oh really?  Perfect.  Every man for themselves on this trip! lol.  Sulked off to shore to smoke a cig.  Tobacco is expensive so I bought rolling tobacco back in Bangkok that has lasted this far.  A skill i picked up n London where fags are 11$ / pack.  Suddenly a group of locals who”d been perched on a wall watching the boat comings n going surrounded me w/ such concentrated attention on my rolling.  I told them it was jut tobacco nothing illicit, but nothing swayed their bemusement.  So i let them smell it, and pass it around, and that was all it took.  Cigarette frenzy!  I tried to school them in proper rolling technique but they just loosely rolled messes of cigs and lit them.  All making approving cheers and then almost simultaneously spitting.?!  They seemed to really enjoy such a novelty even falling apart in their hands and posed for a classic pic.  I said goodbye to board my boat for the next 9 hrs and left them puffing and spitting on the shore.

Not much I can say about day II of the boat journey.  9 hrs of the most remote untouched unfathomably beautiful scenery.  Except that it was seen from the most uncomfortable wooden bench imaginable.

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