So yesterday seems to have been full of good deeds for me. Don't know why, I'm a horrible person on a regular basis. It started with a simple thing of letting a Czech neighbour recharge his Kindle using my laptop and continued with me playing happy birthday to a South African girl who just turned 30. I then managed to sadden her by asking a question that likely reminded her of some bad times in her life. I did apologize though.
My next good deed was already at night time on my way back to my coconut hut. I've decided to move from the splendid room I had in Palolem to a shabby coconut hut as the former was approximately 3 minutes walk to the beach and the current is about 20 seconds walk. While some of you may not appreciate the difference that makes, it does. Here it's easier to be social. There was easier to be secluded.
So anyway, on my way back to the room these two Israeli girls I probably saw before heard me speaking Hebrew and turned around to ask me if I can help them. Their pictures, transferred from their camera's SD card to their USB Disk-On-Key, were scrambled. Don't know why really but they weren't copied properly but were deleted from the SD. Damn, not fun to lose pictures. They were quite upset about it.
Following some trials I managed to undelete most of the pictures from their SD card and as such was granted with praises as me being their prince and I should marry them as well as promises that they'll do anything I wanted. As my back hurts often, sitting all day working in front of the computer, I was shooting (perhaps too high) for a massage. No, not a full body one, just a plain one. Was likely too much for them. They offered me breakfast at some place I wouldn't wanna eat breakfast in but I chose to accept their gratitude. Altogether was a nice late breakfast.
On the bright side, following a Skype video conversation with my brother and my close friend, I went out with them to explore the beach. Palolem doesn't have much night life nowadays. Really not the same Palolem I stayed in over a month about 5 years ago. We saw a bonfire. I saw balloons. There were only an English couple there and the woman asked me to join in and play guitar. As bonfires are often a good thing, we sat down and saw I managed to do another good deed by playing nice nightly music to her boyfriend, celebrating his 47th birthday, and us.
Sitting by the bonfire was nice and more people tagged along as often is the case. My Czech neighbour, two German guys and about seven English teenagers doing what English teenagers seem to do so well in Palolem: drink loads of alcohol and talk loudly. Altogether a nice group formed and the night was pleasant.
So as a bit of a summary, although I am focus on my work on Colnect here, it's good that I can go for an occasional swim and play guitar by the moonlight and waves.
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