Re: g-e-t-l-i-v-e - Blogabond

So Jay seems to be a step or two farther from the grave. In fact, he'll be climbing this afternoon, and all I can do is belay. I seem to have hosed up my shoulder, so anything I do with my left arm is somewhat agonizing. Maybe more chillin' will help.

And you'll be happy to know that I've been downing every sketchy looking dish that the street vendors can toss my way. I've even been drinking the local hootch with buckets of poisonous ice from the bar. I'm indestructable!

(Notes: 1. Jay did in fact not die of the intestinal disorder that had him sidlined for most of the trip. 2. The shoulder complaints mentioned here were likely a mild case of the bends. )

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Jason Kester on December 15, 2000 from Ban Ao Nang, Thailand

from the travel blog: Southeast Asia, 2000-2001

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