3 cheers for the white skinned beast....HipHip
Sept 17 - 18
Farewell to cook and Happy guard and it's shit or bust on the doyoufeellucky 90 minute dodgem ride to Kollam. Chalet is dark, cool and has really nice views over Lake Ashtamudi. Poolside skin sees sun for first time and blinding reflection forces other guests to don dark shades gangsta stylee until quickly white became red.
Quick dip in green soup was refreshing (kind of) but kept mouth shut for fear of death or worse. Decided to take slow boat punted by man onto lake to see sunset - Nice! - (note funny how lake colour = pool colour....hmm?).
Night - Haunting voices over lake from temple on far shore whilst clouds race over the full moon above gave the sensation of travelling at a million MPH (or maybe it was the drink?)
Bacardi Hangover is interrupted at too early a.m. telcall 'you want massage?' - 'cant remember response, either: 'no- Alka seltzer, Nurofen or H-O-T-D'; '.... off!' or somesuch. Silence.....sleep.
Hours later and i'm 'back in the room', off to massage centre to book in and maybe apologise depending on reaction to earlier response that i cant remember. After entry to the masseur's little den, ordered to 'STRIP - ALL' and then directed to don a piece of string (round waist) with a strip of linen that hung down the front and was pulled (sharply - breathe quickly) between my legs and tucked under the string at the back. Smile/laugh as i envision (resemble?) a sumo wrestler in a thong (with a high voice!).
Following hour massage was GR8 - still feel chilled hours later. Only problem = Oil!, basically full body massage including head (on shoulders!) and hair!. Body oil came off easily with soap, same oil in hair obviously doesn't as 5 showers later I am 'slick with the delightful fragrance of chestnut oil! (good for stir fry!) - seems to keep mozzies away though......& everything/one else for that matter!
Stock car return to relaxed w/e i feel in a malaise.......
First week's featured soundtrack artist - Sufjan Stevens. http://sufjan.com/
Farewell to cook and Happy guard and it's shit or bust on the doyoufeellucky 90 minute dodgem ride to Kollam. Chalet is dark, cool and has really nice views over Lake Ashtamudi. Poolside skin sees sun for first time and blinding reflection forces other guests to don dark shades gangsta stylee until quickly white became red.
Quick dip in green soup was refreshing (kind of) but kept mouth shut for fear of death or worse. Decided to take slow boat punted by man onto lake to see sunset - Nice! - (note funny how lake colour = pool colour....hmm?).
Night - Haunting voices over lake from temple on far shore whilst clouds race over the full moon above gave the sensation of travelling at a million MPH (or maybe it was the drink?)
Bacardi Hangover is interrupted at too early a.m. telcall 'you want massage?' - 'cant remember response, either: 'no- Alka seltzer, Nurofen or H-O-T-D'; '.... off!' or somesuch. Silence.....sleep.
Hours later and i'm 'back in the room', off to massage centre to book in and maybe apologise depending on reaction to earlier response that i cant remember. After entry to the masseur's little den, ordered to 'STRIP - ALL' and then directed to don a piece of string (round waist) with a strip of linen that hung down the front and was pulled (sharply - breathe quickly) between my legs and tucked under the string at the back. Smile/laugh as i envision (resemble?) a sumo wrestler in a thong (with a high voice!).
Following hour massage was GR8 - still feel chilled hours later. Only problem = Oil!, basically full body massage including head (on shoulders!) and hair!. Body oil came off easily with soap, same oil in hair obviously doesn't as 5 showers later I am 'slick with the delightful fragrance of chestnut oil! (good for stir fry!) - seems to keep mozzies away though......& everything/one else for that matter!
Stock car return to relaxed w/e i feel in a malaise.......
First week's featured soundtrack artist - Sufjan Stevens. http://sufjan.com/
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