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happy new ears
Happy New Year!
Quickest update ever, internet costs a fortune here.
Bandito and I are still in Thailand. We’ve decided to stay. We have lined up a couple of jobs and we’ve spoken to our bosses to tell them we’re not coming back. Awful calls. Excellent outcomes.
Who cares if we can’t get good jobs when we come back to the UK. Life is for living and we love it here.
We’re going to be so strapped for cash, but it doesn’t cost a lot to live here and the resort we’re going to be working at really need English speaking people to help out, so it’s good all round. They provide rooms too, so we’ll have some spending money and all in all, it’s a small price to pay when….
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7.30am, alarm goes off. Time to wake up from that particular dream . Back to my life with a bump.
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I’ve always found it really weird how at one point you can be sitting on a beach with a beer and your husband next to you, talking about how the stars are so plentiful and so close you can almost touch them and the next moment you are sitting at your desk wondering where the fuck 3 weeks actually went.
On one hand, it feels like we were away for ages. On the other hand, we weren’t.
Coming home is a necessary evil, I know that. I promised myself that I was going to start 2006 with a fresh outlook on things and feel really positive about the year ahead. I promised myself that I would remember that life comes with rough edges and smooth edges and you can’t appreciate how smooth the smooth edges are till you’ve bumped your bare arse on the rough ones. I promised myself lots and lots of things – but of course, I was sitting on a beach with a beer and my husband discussing the stars at the time.
This isn’t my proper Thailand update – my head (and heart) isn’t in it right now. I’ve been back in the country for 26 hours and I’m back at my desk. Something about that seems so wrong.
I prepared myself for a very, very busy day. And it should have been. But I kept picking up bits of paper and staring at them and then putting them down again and shuffling folders around and telling everybody ‘I don’t know where to start’ when in actual fact, I had very little intention of starting anything at all.
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I won’t go on and on about my holiday just now – I’m getting my photos put onto a disc so hopefully I’ll be able to post some here, so we’ll wait and see. Most of them will be me and lots of my friends cavorting in various pubs and on the beach.
I picked up a nasty ear infection which resulted in a trip to a Thai hospital (now there’s something new to put on a postcard!!) which was frightening, bizarre, strange and helpful all in the one go. I was given antibiotics (which meant 4 days of not drinking – shock horror!) and I’ve got to see my own doctor in the next few days as they’re still pretty sore and horrible.
We bought a hammock and hung it in our porch – our hut was the first one on the beach, and I loved lying in it, reading and listening to the waves.
I promise to write much more about the holiday in the next few entries. Work is about to go mental busy and I’m still all over the place with jet lag.
I’ll get back into this soon. Promise.
xxxxxx
6:55 am - 19 January 2006
