Koh muk day 2

Watching my pennies. Dada offers me free use of a kayak, I decline to preserve my burnt neck. Instead spen a sleepy morning in the hammock on the beach, reading a Michael Cunningham book which just feels wrong here: middle age crises in New York. For a late lunch I go back to the coco bar where I ate before. The lady there speaks great English and I have a spicy tofu basil dish with rice. A strong wind picks up and swirls us around under the porch. The lady shows me some blue flowers. Pea butterfly, used to make a herbal medicinal tea.



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