So, plans changed, but finally we should be on an aeroplane tomorrow night, for two weeks of gadding about in South-East Asia. Instead of the old plan, there’ll be just the bit circled in orange below… in other words, lazing around in Laos for two weeks. Well, probably not too much lazing. But not sticking any feet through over the border with China though.
A good reason for me not to live in a one bedroom apartment….
As of February 10th I’ll be doing this:
For a month. (Travelling around the countries that is, not badly drawing on maps). Hopefully I don’t get eaten by killer chickens, or sucked into the internets and converted into some sort of virus. The plan is to wander around, posing as tourists, and taking photos (perhaps of high-tech military installations). No climbing due to the injured finger.
A hot weekend at Arapiles saw us baking in dry 40oC heat in the Pines.
Swimming in the fire dam, somehow avoiding death by rope swing, and not catching any fish
And hiding in nice cool caves (well I did anyway).
In conclusion: lying on cool shady rock on a 40oC is much cooler than sitting in my un-airconditioned apartment on a 40oC day. Climbing in the sun is not the coolest option.
The first spider to come and visit my new house. I might call him Harold (after the sheep). He didn’t fancy having his photo taken though, as soon as I pointed the camera at him he kept running away (waving his little legs in front of his face going ‘No photos, no photos!’).
