I think Sophie and I are running out of material ‘cuz we really didnâ€t do much after our day trip and buying paintings (though that took a few days in itself). We did take some walks on the beach but how exciting can that be?
The four of us took off one afternoon for a nice stroll up the beach – and we strolled --and we strolled all the way to Barryâ€s Bar where we decided to cut through and walk back via the road. No sooner had we reach the road when it started to rain. “Should we grab a taxi?†“Itâ€s not raining that hard.†“Hereâ€s one, do we want to take it?†By this time Richie is halfway in the back of the taxi. Yep he was taking the taxi. Smokey yells “Wuss!†and Richie yells back “I gotta sh#t man!†and off he went once again leaving the three crazy tourists on the side of the road. (I canâ€t make this stuff up.)
We, on the other hand continued to walk the road in the misty rain, wait maybe it was heavy drizzle, no-no Iâ€m sure it was a severe rain – oh hell weâ€re wet now we might as well walk the rest of the way in the monsoon.