We are the only ones left on Gilligan’s Island. All the other guests have left. Sad that Fiona left. It would have been so much fun to spend more time with her. Anyhoo, Ari is refusing to leave our tent and I couldn’t give a shit. Stay inside all day. Marc and I have been sitting on a huge rocking chaise lounge for hours listening to music and joking how hard this is. How much it sucks right now. And it does. They have no ice….And that means no cocktails. Yes there is beer and wine, but I want a cocktail. How can they not have ice? In the middle of the jungle? Maybe in two or four or five hours they said. Maybe when the boat comes….So we are roughing it. Guess we will have to order some Sauvignon Blanc. I can somehow make do with that. I mean someone’s gotta take one for the team right?
It’s so hot and humid. We keep jumping into the river. Which is warm…We have mastered paddle boarding. We have kayaked. We have drank lots and lots of wine. To keep hydrated of course. I walked back to check on Ari and thankfully he was sleeping. Maybe whatever crawled up his butt will have left once he wakes up. I scheduled massages for each of us from 3-6. Ari, marc, then me.
It’s been an amazing day. Just amazing. Sad to leave here in the morning. Another part of our adventure is coming to an end. We are leaving this magnificent country of Cambodia. We have seen it all. And we’ve seen every pile of rocks, I mean Temples. And we’ve seen it by airplane, car, minibus, tuk-tuk, walking, motorbikes, and even a helicopter. So fucking cool. We met some amazing people, and even a few freaks;Peter an Pia to be exact. I hope to come back with Sakai and see more of Cambodia one day.
Excited though, to see the next stop….
One on, one off, one in the wash... 