And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same.
Little Boxes – Malvina Reynolds
So today we went and had our catamaran sailing trip. The turnout was so so, but we had fun, which was the important bit. Even had a jellyfish plopped on my hand whilst we were in the water. This post has a few photos, so if you’re running on sucky internet, well.. sucks for you.
The boats, hey
Dinesh (left) and I pulling in the boats
How many people does it take to start a barbecue?
Some of the others
On the phone with Razeen
We tossed our president into the river.
If the captions were plain, well then I suppose they were. I can’t be bothered really to think of anything aside from the obvious. Anyway, this trip was a much needed get away from the village, simply because I’ve been cooped in the village with little to do, aside from my mission of looking for a stamp pad, which is proving to be more difficult than anticipated (or constipated, whichever you prefer). Ayah if you’re reading this, I’m posting the stuff back on Monday, will probably give you a call.
On a random note, it took 1001 days of blogspot before I decided to change to WP
And with that, we’re all made of ticky tacky and we all look just the same.