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Saturday, May 08, 2004

LONDON BABY!!!!!
Ja eg er loksins komin a gististadinn minn i London, en eg lagdi af stad ut a flugvoll til Bangkok fyrir einhverjum 22 klst. sidan og eg er svo treytt - en eftir ad komast hingad med undergroundinu med allan farangurinn minn sem er ekki eins lettur og hann var (tad baettust tonokkur kilo vid i Thailandi) ta fekk eg taer upplysingar ad eg fae ekki ad tekka mig inn fyrr en eftir klukkutima, tannig eg er ad reyna ad halda augunum opnum og gera eitthvad. Tetta var bara samt voda skemmtileg flugferd, vid stoppudum i Bahrain i nokkra klukkutima, en eg flaug med Gulf air. Eg sat med ungum enskum dreng sem bar hid fagra nafn James og vid skemmtum okkur bara vel. Vid hittum skrytnasta tyskara allra tima held eg a Arabiustoppinu okkar, aeji tad er svona "guess you had to be there" saga, en hann er nokkud orugglega buin ad reykja ofsa mikid af alls kyns skrytnu doti yfir aevina. Hann var samt ofsa godur madur og vid hlogum og hlogum .... saman.... ekki ad honum.... saman. Eg er samt ad hugsa um ad senda flugfelaginu sma tillogu um ad servera ekki svona mikid af baunum i matnum um bord..(allavega ekki a leidinni til London).. en maginn a mer for alveg i honk og eg veit ekki hvort James muni einhverntimann jafna sig eftir allt metangasid sem umkringdi hann um tad bil halftima eftir ad vid fengum ad borda. Tad var samt ekki bara eg, an grins ta voru evropubuarnir um bord held eg langflestir a fartinu i sma tima, en innbuarnir eru ad sjalfsogdu vanari tessu baunaati. Jaeja nog um prump.... mer skilst ad herbergid mitt se tilbuid og eg megi fa ad leggja mig i smastund, mmmmmmmm.... tad er ordid langtrad og eg get ekki bedid eftir godri sturtu og kodda.
Ta sjaumst vid bara i Reykjavikinni a morgun..... ofsa skrytid!!
bless i bili
Pollito

Thursday, May 06, 2004

borgin Bangkok
Buin ad eiga yndislega tvo daga herna i hitavellunni i Bangkok, tad rignir og rignir herna nuna og andrumsloftid mjog svo svaelandi, en tad eina sem virkar er bara ad drekka endalaust af vatni og orlitinn bjor og lifid er dasamlegt. Vid Oliver kvoddumst i hinsta sinn, i bili allavega, i gaer og eg held ad vid hofum endad tetta a agaetis notum. Vid verdum vonandi i bandi og einhverntimann tegar vid erum buin ad melta allt sem gekk a getum vid vonandi ordid vinir a ny. Svona er bara lifid og madur veit aldrei hvad nyir konfektmolar hafa ad geyma, en madur verdur ad taka sjensinn og smakka eins margar tegundir og mogulegt er.... tad finnst mer allavega, og er ekkert nema hamingjusom yfir tvi ad hafa lagt af stad i tessa aevintyraferd.
I dag for eg eg siglingu um borgina, eg hitti fyrir hjon fra sudur afriku og for med teim i tessa batsferd. Tetta var mjog svo skemmtileg sigling, vid stoppudum i slongugardi sem var eins konar dyragardur- en eg hreinlega hata ad sja tessi aumingja dyr lokud inni i litlum burum - eg tala ekki um i tessum hita, bara til tess ad vid getum horft a tau og sagt.... UUU va en saetur api.... hreaedilegt, en sem betur fer voru sudur afrisku hjonin sammala og tetta var frekar stutt stopp. Sidan endudum vid i risastoru buddaklaustri sem var ad sjalfsogdu gaman ad sja og eg a vonandi von a godu karma i framtidinni. Seinni part dagsins er eg sidan buin ad eyda a odyru morkudunum og versla eins og brjalaedingur- en eyddi samt bara um 3000 kalli islenskum..... tad er svo rosalega odyrt herna. Ja eg var buin ad gleyma hvad Tailand er yndislega odruvisi og tad er gott ad vera komin hingad aftur. Eg var reyndar sektud i gaer fyrir ad kasta sigarettustubbnum minum a gotuna og turfti ad dila adeins vid loggurnar herna ut af tvi- eitthvad sem er ekkert ofsalega gaman ad gera i Tailandi.... eg vidurkenni ad eg er alveg skithraedd vid loggubusinessinn herna og mun aldrei henda neinu aftur a gotuna herna i framtidinni. Eg turfti ad skrifa undir einhverja pappira og allann pakkann og vona bara ad tetta dragi engann dilk a eftir ser.
Allavega ta legg eg i hann til Lunduna a morgun og verd komin tangad i morgunsarid daginn eftir. Eg eydi sidan einum degi tar og verd sidan komin heim a sunnudagseftirmiddaginn. Eg er minnst ad atta mig a tessu, mer finnst eg ennta svo langt i burtu og skil ekki hve tetta styttist. En tad verdur gott ad koma heim, hitta alla yndislegu vinina og fjolskylduna og sidast en ekki sist melta aevintyri sidustu manada. Eg aetla ad hringja i heim i hann pabba a eftir, en leigubilstjorinn sem keyrdi mig i dag sagdi mer ad eg yrdi ad hringja i hann pabba minn... af tvi hann a daetur sjalfur og pobbum tykir svo vaent um litlu stelpurnar sinar og vilja fa ad heyra i teim tegar taer eru langt i burtu:)
En jamm og jaeja ta, vid sjaumt bradlega og tangad til naest ... London, tar sem allt byrjadi og fer senn ad ljuka. Bless bless
Benedikta

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

Ad leggja af stad til Tailandsins!!!
Kom endurnaerd fra litla sveitatorpinu minu hingad til Sydney. Sidasta daginn minn i Berry (sveitatorpid) for eg og let lesa i lofana mina, eg er svo mikill sucker fyrir ollu svona doti, allavega tessi skrytni herramadur sem tekur starfinu sinu mjog alvarlega var svo sannarlega sannfaerandi. Hann sagdi ad tad vaeri mjog bjart framundan hja mer, eftir ofurlitinn stresstima sem eg virdist buin ad komast yfir. Eg mun giftast einu sinni og eiga mjog svo farsaelt hjonaband, eg er alveg ad fara hitta draumaprinsinn bytheway, allavega vid munum sidan eignast tvibura tegar eg er rett buin ad skrida yfir tritugsaldurinn og sidan eitt annad barn tar a eftir. Lifslinan min er sterk og ef eg held afram minum mjog svo "heilbrigda" lifstil :) ta mun eg lifa til ad verda mjog gomul kona. Svo sagdi hann ad eg byggi yfir dulraenum haefileikum, og ad hjukrun myndi henta mer ofsalega vel tar sem eg er med serstakan kross sem gefur til kynna ad eg se "humanitarian" og ad eg er med laeknandi eda graedandi fingurgoma (af tvi tad eru bungur a teim). Ja tetta var svo sannarlega interesant i alla stadi og tad var mjog svo gaman ad spjalla vid tennan serstaka mann i halftima, hann hafdi ad geyma goda sal. Tad allra sidasta sem eg gerdi sidan i Berry var ad kaupa mer englaspil, sem munu hjalpa mer ad komast i samband vid englana mina og sannlega segji eg ykkur ad lifid bara batnar og batnar ........og batnanadi lifum er betra ad lifa.
Ja lifid er svo sannarlega yndislegt, eg kved Astraliu med trega - en veit ad hingad mun eg koma aftur, tvi eg skildi alveg helling eftir til ad skoda enda trjar vikur ekki nalaegt tvi nogur timi til komast yfir Eyjaalfuna. Eg bid ad heilsa ollum heima, hafid tad yndislegt og heyri i ykkur naest fra Bangkok!!!
baejo......... Pollito

Sunday, May 02, 2004

Sveitin er svo god!!!
Eg er nuna stodd i litlum sveitabae a sudausturstrond Astraliu, en tad voru nokkur litil skrytin augnablik sem leiddu mig hingad. Nanast um leid og eg steig ut ur rutunni var mer bodin vinna herna, odyr gisting, madurinn sem rekur gististadinn kynnti mig fyrir hele familien og eg at afmaelistertu og drakk raudvin med teim i tonokkurn tima. Yndislegt alveg, tetta er alveg yndislegur stadur og eg skil ekki hvad eg er buin ad pukka upp a tessar storborgir allan tennan tima.... sveitin er malid!!!!
Eg er tvi midur ofsa tunn nuna, en eg byst vid ad tad sama eigi vid um storfjolskylduna, tar sem Svala min helt risaveislu i gaer.........TIL HAMINGJU MED DAGINN I GAER ELSKU ELSKU SVALA SYSTIR MIN...... EG VONA AD TAD HAFI VERID FJOR HJA YKKUR OG ALLT HEPPNAST VEL........eg var med ter i huganum og drakk fullt fullt af raudvini ter til heidurs. Eg held aftur til Sydney a morgun, en eg tarf ad taka flug tadan a tridjudaginn aftur til Tailands. Var reyndar ad heyra eitthvad um sprengingar og ad turistum vaeri ekki hleypt inn i landid, eg aetla ad tekka vel a tessu adur en eg legg i ann. Allavega bara ofsa hress, verd samt ad haetta ad drekka, tad er alveg hreint otolandi ad vera svona tunnur. risaknus og koss
pollito

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

Lifid ....lifid....lifid....er svo skrytid!!!
Eg atti alveg hreint dasamlegt kvold, hitti fyrir eldri borgara- fra Grikklandi - a medan eg var ad bida eftir graena kallinum sem kemur a eftir rauda kallinum.
Vid byrjudum ad spjalla og ad lokum endudum vid a thailenskum veitingastad i china town. Hann hafdi margt snidugt ad segja og eg fann ad honum totti mjog vaent um felagsskapinn sem eg veitti honum. Tad var god tilfinning, hann langadi reyndar helst ad endurtaka leikinn, en eg var ekki alveg tilbuin ad skrifa undir tad. Tessi heldri madur het hvorki meira ne minna en ... Sokrates.
Adur en eg vard stopp a tessu ljosi, labbadi eg um hina margromudu harbour bridge og hid fraega Operuhus herna i Sydney.... yndisleg borg!!!
Tangad til naest ... megi vor solarfadir sygna serhvert auga
baejo
pollito

Monday, April 26, 2004

Jamm og Jaeja!!!!
Eftir mikid stroggl sem syndi mer enn betur ad tad er lang best ad eg haldi afram for minni ein, ta hef eg bunad tvi ut ur mer og eg veit ekki ennta hvort vid munum hittast eitthvad meira a tessu ferdalagi herna um Eyjaalfu, en einhverra hluta vegna finnst honum betra ad tad se bara annad hvort eda og tad er svo sem allt i lagi min vegna. Eg vona audvitad ad tetta geti endad a jakvaedan mata en ekki med neinum meiri leidindum- en timinn mun leida tad i ljos innan skamms. Eg atti yndislegan dag, for i litla siglingu og hitti a for minni fullt af yndislegum Astrolum. Keypti sidan rutumida til Sydney og tangad er for minni heitid snemma morguns.... a morgun og mun ferdin taka 12 klst. Tar mun eg sidan hitta vini sem eg er buin ad hitta nokkrum sinnum a leidinni- sidast i Peking, tannig tetta leggst bara allt saman dasamlega i mig. Tad er komin timi til ad vera glod og kat og njota hvers einasta augnabliks, og reyna losa mig vid tessi skrytnu mislitu sky sem hafa umkringt mig undanfarid. Lifid er yndislegt..........
Bless i bili
Pollito


Friday, April 23, 2004

Tad rignir!!!!
og hvad a madur ad gera tegar tad rignir og madur a ekki regnhlif og ekki einu sinni yfirhofn....en eg sendi allann vetrarfatnad heim fra Peking...eg er alltaf svo bradlat .. I morgun for eg og nadi i visaaritunina mina til tess ad eg komist aftur til Tailands og vard svoleidis rennandi blaut i teim utrettingum ad eg er ad hugsa um ad skrifa eitt blogg nuna og fara sidan kannski i bio og hver veit nema eg splaesi a eitt stykki regnhlif ef skyin fara ekki ad haetta tessum latum, annars verd eg ad segja ad mer finnst rigningin aedisleg og hun hentar skapinu sem eg er i dag gjorsamlega, eg held hreinlega ad tad rigni bara fyrir mig. :)
Sidustu dagar hafa verid mjog skrytnir og eg hreinlega veit ekki hvernig mer lidur i rauninni, skringilega byst eg vid ad se besta svarid. Eg lenti a algjorru skralli a midvikudagskvoldid og hitti ofsa skrytna straka sem eg for med ad hlusta a jazz, tad var ofsa gaman, en i gaerdag var tad ekkert ofsa gaman- tviliku timburmennirnir og eg held ad eg eigi ekki eftir ad geta smakkad afengi naestu vikurnar....hehehe. Allavega i litilli von um ad lida ogn skar, ta for eg i Viktoriugard svokalladann, tar sem eg lagdi mig og drakk u.t.b.einn liter af vatni, en adur en langt var um lidid og eg fann ad eg var sennilega a batavegi ta kom madur ad mer i hjolastol og sagdi mer ad eg aetti ekki ad vera ein i tessum gardi... tessi gardur vaeri nefnilega kalladur gardur pervertanna og eg gaeti sko alveg verid viss um ad tad vaeri einhver ad horfa a mig og sennilega vaeri einhver buin ad sofa hja mer i huganum.... eg helt hann aetladi aldrei ad haetta ad tala, tannig eg stod upp og takkadi honum fyrir og faerdi mig a annan stad i gardinum, mjog svo skrytinn naungi en sennilega lett gjeggjadur tar sem tad voru engin merki um tennan svokallada hop perverta og bara oskop venjulegt folk tarna ad borda hadegismatinn sinn eda lesa bokina sina. Tad er alltaf eitthvad skringilegt ad koma fyrir mig i gordum borgarinnar tvi daginn adur en tetta atti ser stad, var eg ad borda hadegismat undir tre i odrum gardi, og getid menn - kongulo rolega tyllti ser a sokkinn minn sem var vid hlidina a mer og byrjadi ad spinna vef i kringum mig- eg helt eg vaeri ad missa vitid i augnablik adur en eg kom auga a kongulona a bleika sokknum minum, sem tvi midur vard eftir i gardinum. Tetta voru ofsa saetir bleikir sokkar sem eg fekk i jolagjof i fyrra, en eg leyfdi kongulonni bara ad eiga ta fyrir sig og skellti mer berfaett i ommuskona mina og beint inn i naesta sporvagn. Ja tad hefdi verid spennandi ad sja hvad hefdi gerst i einhverjum gardanna i dag, en tad rignir og tar af leidandi verdur tessi dagur - kannski bara venjulegur.
Vid fyrverandi ferdafelagarnir hittumst i gaer og fengum okkur ad snaeda, eg tarf ad fara ad gefa lokasvar bradum um hvort vid holdum af stad samferda a naesta afangastad eda hvort vid holdum afram sitt i hvoru lagi, aeji eg veit ekkert lengur, en eins og er held eg tad vaeri best ad vid holdum afram ad vera sundur og hittumst bara odru hverju eins og venjulegt folk. Hann segir mer ad eg geri honum ofsalegan grikk med tvi, af tvi ta muni hann alltaf horfa a tetta ferdalag sem Kludur, aeji eg er ad hugsa um ad finna einhverja opna salfraedingaskrifstofu herna i borginni og losa um malbeinid og komast ad einhverri nidurstodu. Tad er oft erfitt ad akveda hvort madur eigi ad hugsa um sjalfan sig fyrst og gera tad sem laetur manni lida vel, to svo ad su akvordun gaeti latid einhverjum odrum lida illa eda hvort madur eigi ad forna ser til ad gera odrum til geds. Tegar eg set tetta svona upp veit eg i rauninni alveg hvad eg a ad gera, tad breytir tvi ekki ad tad er ekkert gaman. Jaeja elsku vinir eg held eg aetti ad fara ad kikja a rigninguna tarna uti og njota dagsins sem mer var gefinn. Eg vona ad ollum lidi vel!!!
Benedikta

Sunday, April 18, 2004

Hallo kaeru vinir
Langadi ad skella inn einu islensku bloggi, eg aetla ad byrja a tvi ad oska vinkonu minni henni Rakel innilega til hamingju med afmaelid og sendi allan minn hlyhug til hennar a afmaelisdaginn og vona ad hann verdi henni godur. Til hamingju krusla!!!

Yfir i adeins olikari og dramatiskari salma, ta er eg a hvolfi eins og svo rettilega var bent a i commenti sidasta bloggs, eg veit ekki hvort tad er tess vegna en allavega hef eg akvedid ad skilja vid ferdafelagann minn kalkuninn um oradinn tima. Tetta hefur verid svolitid erfidur timi og vid turfum sma tima sitt i hvoru lagi. Eg fer i fyrramalid og finn mer gistingu i Melbourne og se svo til hvad eg geri. Eg er alveg viss um ad eg se ad taka retta akvordun, og eg horfi til morgundagsins bjortum augum og get ekki bedid eftir tvi ad drekkja mer i oteljandi spennandi hlutum i hofudborginni Melbourne, tad er comedy festival i gangi i augnablikinu, opera, fallegir gardar og merkilega yndislegt folk sem haegt er ad hitta a gotum borgarinnar. Astralar hljota ad vera gladasta folk heimsins, tad eru allir svo opnir og almennilegir ad madur verdur naestum feiminn. Eg vona ad ollum lidi vel heima a froni og mun lata heyra fra mer bradlega.
Ditta

Monday, April 12, 2004

Karioke!
We are sitting at a travel agents office now waiting for a big man on a motorcycle to bring our tickets.... apparantly he got very hungry on the way and is having his lunch, so I think I should tell you about Olivers first time karioke experience.
We had a stopover in a little town called Laem ngop on our way to the islands last week. We went out to grab some food and ended up drinking beer with local police officers and their family. It was very nice altoghether and an english frase book was passing around the table the whole time. After a few Leo beers (Leo is a very cheap beer which makes one a bit to drunk a bit to fast) we were on our way home, but on our way we saw a karioke bar and decided to have one last beer there. I right away asked for a song, they were of course all in Thai and I didn't know what I was picking at all. Minutes later I was handed the microphone and I sang an Icelandic lyrics to it- and it fell quite well into the crowd and I even got a little applouse- for the first time in my life I believe that was. People seemed quite drunk at this bar by the way. Oliver of course envied my succes there and now wanted to give it a try- so we decided to do a duet, it went quite well and we sang in english, spanish and icelandic mostly about the things that were appearing on the screen: Blue mountains...swimming in the sea....I saw you in the moonlight...mi corrazon esta en la playa.. contigo ... etc. It was good fun, and we got applouse again. The funniest part of this whole thing is though that Oliver is completely obsest with Karioke now and thinks he has a big chance of making it in the big cruel world of karioke. .... Should we do another song?? What you think ? .. God this is addictive... so much fun.. I didn't sound so bad..did I?
This was just brilliant and I can't wait to see if we find some horrible karioke bars in Australia for him to express himself and who knows .. maybe he will be the next english pop Idol - sorry next senior pop Idol of England.
Pollito

Sunday, April 11, 2004

Back to Bangkok
Hello hello now we are back to the big city of Bangkok. We have been mainly been studying the weekend market here the last two days but still we have probably just covered about one quarter of it- it is huge. we have done a little shopping, but still I feel like I could do so much more of it, but it's just so overwhelmingly big and I seem to get very confused about what I actually wanna buy and need, and I just seem to end up with a full bag of shirts and nothing else, it's just so cheap here, I think I'm gonna find everything in Iceland overpriced for a long long time after I get there. On tuesday we are off to Australia, I'm very excited, Oliver bought a book by Bill Bryson called Down under which as the title explains is about a trip he (Bill Bryson) did through Australia. Oliver already read it and I'm on my way with it, and it's just wonderful to read and makes the excitement of going to Australia even bigger. We are gonna be picked up by Olivers sister Holly at the airport and then we will stay with them (her and her husband Rustin) for about ten days and then head off in a car on a journey to Sidney and try to get some feeling for the countryside. Well I'm thinking about running now to the shop and buy myself a huge amount of chocolate, cause today is easterday and I have only had one little snickersbar all day and no easteregg like usually. To end this I just want to want to let you know that we decided that I would just write in my lousy english and Oliver wouldn't correct anything that I write... so just enjoy my spelling mistakes folks, at least it makes Oliver laugh all the time and I hope you can find some humor in it as well. Goodbye bye bye
Pollito

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Still in Koh Mak!!
Hello again, we are still here on this beautiful island Koh Mak and it's gonna be with good memories that we leave this place tomorow. We are not going very far though, just to another island called Koh Wai, where we are gonna stay for a couple of days and then it's back to Bangkok. Life has been easy the last days, pretty much just eat- beach - walley ball - sea - lunch - beach - read - dinner - play cards or scrabble ( by the way I won the scrabble game we played in english yesterday... hehehehe, they were all pretty upset by that little incident- but honestly it was pure luck).
Today we kyaked our way to a little island very close to ours and tried to snurkle a little bit- it was a beautiful day all together and good to do a little exercise before lunch. Well folks I really don't know what to say, we are mainly just relaxing now and not much happening, my body has almost recovered from the temperture/altitude/food changes I have been puting it through these last weeks and I hope it will forgive me in the end. That's all folks, take care - hugs and kisses
Pollito
P.s. Happy birthday tomorow Ralph ... we send you all our love and hope you will have a good day and may all your birthdaywishes come true:)

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Koh Mak, la isla bonita!!!
hellu hellu, after two wonderful days in the busy city of Bangkok and meeting up with Olivers lovely friends Katie and Nick there, the four of us held to a small island called Koh Mak. Here we have two Bangolos to live in and a beautiful beach almost in our garden, there are almost no tourists around and this is just like paradise. Plenty of time to relax, read and do just anything you fancy doing. Nick and Katie are Manchester united fans like me and we just found out on the internet that Manchester is 1 goal ahead of Arsenal- very good news and may god just let them win this one. Anyways more people need to use the internet here and I better let them to it. I don't know how long we will stay here, it will all come to a light ( like we say in iceland) in a few days time. Have a good day everybody and remember "that if you are always waiting for the storm, you will never enjoy the sunshine" I stole this one from a coffee house in Hong Kong by the way. Hasta Pronto .... Pollito

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

Off to Bangkok............JIBBY JUha, catching a plane in three hours.................. JIbbY Jibby Juhaaaaa!!!! People are very nice here in Hong Kong, so polite, wishing you a good day, talking to you on the elevator.... very nice place to visit...........Goodbye Hong KOng!!!!
Pollito

Sunday, March 28, 2004

Hong Kong
So now we are in Hong Kong, it's like comming to Europe again. Of course alot of Asian looking people, but they all act and dress in a european way- really strange, everything is way to expensive as well. Now I have had my good coffe and good food dose (I was really missing good coffe) and just wanna go to Thailand. There are to many tempting shops with nice kinds of everything here and I wanna go before I'll buy something to expensive and silly. Cheap markets in Thailand are waiting to be discovered.
Life is good- we went yesterday and watched a bit of rugby, it was a real thrill, nice atmosphere and a nice feeling to sit in a huge stadium with the green grass in the middle and those flashing lights around. We met up with Olivers friend, Chris- very nice funny boy who used to do some travelling with Oliver. Unfortunatly we have been a bit sick, caughing and not at our very best, but I think we are getting better. Just hope we didn't pick anything horrible up from China..... no no can't be. Anyways tonight we are going to watch the battle between Manchester United and Arsenal... very excited and hope my team (united) will whip their arses. Love to everyone, next time it will be from Thailand.... I'm so excited ... I just can't hide it... I know I know .......
Goodbye and Oliver says.... thanks for all the comments .. hehehehe
Pollito

Friday, March 26, 2004

just got to let you know that Ditta is now standing in the reception of the hotel with two big balloons up her jumper and winning a lot of admirers in the process.

Lay Charles

After a hard and unfulfilled day in the "tourist sightseeing state tunnel cooporation tour train" and a trip with the "Shanghai Ferry Company Aquatic Tourist Bus Branch" we rewarded ourselves with a 60 minute "full body" massage, not knowing quite what to expect. Well what we got was fantastic, the only way I can describe it is that it is like being beaten up by Bridgette Bardot. My guy was blind and even wore the big Stevie Wonder dark glasses and rocked his head as if to the beat of "I Just Called" as he worked on me. Well, they say the other senses of a blind person are heightened and I am sure that as he was standing over me carressing my neck with his firm yet tender fingers my hands accidently touched one of his heightened senses. I thought it would be me that might lose control with all that intimate touching but he was good at his job so why shouldn't he get a little into it? Or even a little out of it? That aside, it was very good and extrememly relaxing, not a part of my body (except the bits and pieces (that's dick and balls mum)) was left out. I lost my composure a little when he flipped me over to go to work on my head and then crashed to ground as his plastic seat shattered under him into 20 pieces. Like a good pro though he jumped up, dusted himself down and carried on. Judging by the noises Ditta was making she seemed to enjoy her massage too and we left feeling like we'd just been at an all night trance party with Bob Marley.

So that is Shanghai, up early in the morning to catch a flight to Shenzhen and then over the border to Hong Kong. Ditta promises to write a report from there. I am catching up with Chris Fay, an old friend of mine, down there, who has promised me that we have 4 years of drinking to catch up on. So don't expect to hear from me for a while.

Big hello to Ralph, my Dad.

love to all

Oliver













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