Thursday, July 05, 2007
I'm really, really hot. We went to a place called the Lighthouse for dinner, sat on a sandy beach eating seafood curries. That would've been bad enough but I then decided to finish the evening with drinks in the hotel's main (non-air conditioned) bar, so here I sit half asleep, half-cut, drinking Harvey Wallbangers and writing this drivel. Why am I even bothering? Even typing makes me sweat.