Careful what you wish for
By request- Einstein hair all day erry day in the pic above
I am so sick of the smell of diesel and the sound of those track hoes. Today they started working at 630 just outside my room.
What comes with the track hoes is a team of about 20 guys that watch. Sometimes they watch the track hoes but mostly they watch me walk around in my bathing suit. You know me, I don’t usually mind someone watching me, but this even gets annoying.
And its not like it’s just me they stare at. It’s in the guidebooks. The guys will stare at a girl in a bathing suit. Which leads me to my next tale.
Thought I would treat myself to a massage. Turns out there was one offered just a couple doors down. 1 hour Ayurvedic massage for 2000 rupees. ($17 CAD). I’m one to know a bargain so I went for it.
The massage would be done by a Sri Lankan male about 35 years old. No problem. He said ok, take off your bathing suit and lay on the table. Problem.
There was no towel or sheet or anything. Also, he didn’t leave the room while I did this. First I just took off my top. Then he said bottoms too.
So yes I had a 1 hour massage totally naked with no sheet or anything. And yes, like a regular massage, I had to turn over.
Hahahahaha. I can imagine mom and tom right now. And before you spaz too much, I was sure I could take him and I had 3 ways out of there.
He massaged my entire body then asked me to put my bathing suit back on. Then I sat in a chair and he dumped a lot of oil on it and massaged my head. Then I told him I would be back tomorrow at the same time
Talk about getting out of my comfort zone.
I don’t have a picture of this for obvious reasons.
I desperately needed my laundry done. And since the chief laundry doer went home I had to solve this problem on my own.
Good news, the hotel told me there was a laundromat just down the road. Off I went with 90% of my clothes.
The laundromat is of course, all males, 35 years old. And it’s not a laundromat. It’s a place where the hotels take their laundry. But sure, they will do my laundry. I had to take out every piece of laundry so they could count it to tally the cost. Yes, 6 panties. The total came to $15 CAD.
I left most of my clothing there unsure what I would pick up. Turns out I also left my compression sack. This allows me to jam a lot of clothes into my small bag. If it was gone I wouldn’t need all those laundered clothes because they wouldn’t fit in my bag anyway.
I waited nervously until noon to get my clothes. They had to search around, but found my compression sack. And my clothes were folded with paper in between! What a treat. Crisis averted!
If you know me you know I have reactions to bug bites. I woke up after the first morning like this:
Yes, I looked like this when I got my massage as well.
My eye is now open and most of the swelling is gone. But it was a little odd trying to sort out the new digs with one eye. Also trying not to scare anyone ?
I asked for a sign from dad and got one. I wanted solitude and got that too. There is no one here. I sit in the restaurant myself. I walk on the beach alone. It’s almost a bit creepy.
There is one other couple here from England. They are nice to me when I bother them about what they did today.
Its absolutely beautiful here. Im being stretched and at the same time sorting out how to chill out.
I read a book today and need to pace myself as only have one left. Gonna venture out on a river safari tomorrow.