Island Dreams

yes still here on the island of Ko Samet in the Bay of Thailand, far enough away from the military pileup mentally but close enough physically. I wont be passing into Bangladesh, India, or Pakistan, at least temporarily. Although Ive heard Afghanistan has great weather in the northern mountains at this time of year. I can just picture Bin Laden sunning himself, his harem of women fanning him with palm leaves, smoking hash out of a peace pipe. certainly sounds idylic.
Anyhow, all is peaceful here. I have settled into a bit of a routine over the last week. Usually up at 9am for breakfast on the beach, then a morning walk, then I attempt to write for a two hour span between 12 and 2, somewhat successfully. At 2pm I have a light lunch and then head to the shoreline to nap, read, swim, et al until the sun goes down. At which time I take a quick shower, apply mosquito repellant to my apparently tasty flesh, and head back out for dinner and a few drinks.
I have also done a few hikes here on the island. While the outer edge is obviously shoreline dotted with bungalows and resorts, the interior is a national park. It seems that no one ventures beyond the beach, and one can’t blame them, so true solace is found among the trees (as it usually is).
It seems that I have arrived here at the same time as the rainy season, which has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage being, of course, the rain. The advantage is that I have seen the tourist flock slowly filter out. At my resort the foreign population has gone from about 12 to 3, including myself. Though a bit lonely, it is a true experience to sit on the terrace overlooking the water during dinnertime, and listen to the family who runs to hotel jabber away in Thai, while their little ones scamper about, sand oozing out their mouths.
well, i guess i could write more but my time is limited. Ill be here another week and then on the malaysia.

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