behind

The difficulty of keeping a travel blog is feeling forever behind in writing it. It's a tough balance between communicating and experiencing I think. So this is an empty entry; just a brief list of experiences thus far:

1) rock climbing on the famous Railay beach and leaving with beautifully bruised and cut knees. Healing them in the ocean while swimming under huge, multi-colored limestone cave outcroppings.

2) nearly being attacked by a relatively small monkey, making a combination hiss, growl screaming noise with my hands like claws by my face. J taking over and literally pulling out karate moves (not touching the monkey). And the monkey retreating.

3) climbing 1237 steps to a temple, which honestly doesn't sound like much. Except some where as tall as my lower leg, it was over 90 degrees and 80 percent humidity. And thinking I'd do it again today just to see the view one more time.

4) streets of Bangkok.

5) a daring game of 31 whereas the lowest hand has to do whatever the highest hand demands. There was underwear burned from the tops of trees, and midnight baptisms in the ocean. J was knighted by a Brit and I reinacted Neandertal surfing with a Frenchman. Brilliant.

6) learning that the beer I drank during most of my last visit is preserved with phramadahyde (or however that's spelled).

7) (willing) sleeping in a bungalow with a large spider in the toilet and a nice body coverage of little black ants in the morning. It has a great porch with lots of sun!

Was going to do 10 but I am itching to get ready for tonight and whatever happens in its folds. The forever balance of where your feet are now, and what waits around the bend!