'chicken! chicken! buck! buck!'

friday 24 feb '06.

a day late with the update as damo was being a girl and got sick on me, meaning we had to stay an extra night in Panaji whilst dame slept it off. we did watch rambo 3 though. quality.

since the last post we carried on bumming on the beach in Palalom - where i lost my bloc party orange glasses! i jumped into the sea and when i arose they vanished from my face - doh! have purchased some new red ones which you can see in future photos (some of the photos we added tonight are old ones). i also lost my pink hat! dammit!

from Palalom beach we went to Old Goa and looked at some portugese catholic churches, then moved on to Panaji, Goa's captal, where dame got sick. and he picks hes moments. we're on a casino cruise ship with unlimited drinks and buffet and ten minutes in he says hes not feeling well. then all of a sudden he gets up and rushes of to the bog. by the time hes comes back ive downed a couple of cocktails and he declares hes got runny poo (sorry, cant spell diahoare, see) and he wants to get of the ship. well he cant cause the ships taken off so we wait an hour or so before a little boat comes and carries him away. i stay on (of course - i did ask him! c'mon it was free drinks all night!) and consume the fine all-you-can-eat and drink experience. i then win my entrance fee back playing blackjack - 1400 rupees - thats about 20 pounds and a shedload of money in india. then went home and watched the chelsea barcalona game. cant win 'em all.

the day after damian slept in all day whilst i had a wander around town. i found the most crappest pub in the whole of india, no, the world. it could seat about 20 people if you crammed them all in. and it had tinted windows so there was viturally no light (they were scrimping on the electricity). stayed in and watched rambo 3 that night. US hero stallone kills russians to free afghanistan. how times have changed.

this morning dame felt better so we got on the bus and are now in Anjuna beach. we plan to do more bumming around here and Aranbol beach for around a week before we head to Bombay.

garlen xox

ps. i forgot to mention damian almost blinded me for life by poking a fucking oragami chicken into my left eye whilst shouting 'chicken! chicken! buck! buck!'. he thought it was the funniest thing ever. i nearly smacked him. i can laff at it now but at the time i was well angry with him!

also had my hair cut by dame. the styles kinda like david bowie circa ziggy stardust without the mullet. and also generally crapper. but it'll do as long as i put suntan lotion on it so it doesnt poof up (nice one des for that bit of advice). just wait till its my turn to cut his hair - im kinda thinking krusty the clown...