Sunday, January 17, 2010
When it rains…
Forster. “quiet” beach resort with caravan park. “I can’t put you on the island, cos you’ve got a sink”. Thank god they didn’t.
Went to walk on said mosquito infested island. Pia bought magic repellent with “deet” Never heard of it. All I know is Pia walked on the Island mosquito free while I became the prime target. At one point it was impossible to see my head, as it was in a cloud - of small creepy things.
Then the rain came. Talk about monsoon. The heavens opened, and the happy campers, looking on under a hot tin roof called the kitchen all looked VERY worried about the state of their belongings.
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