oasis
with the latest idc (instructor development course) happily concluded i (as usual) am looking forward to a world where one can enjoy a very cold beverage in the company of wonderful people who don't always talk about diving.
this isn't always possible on a small diving island such as utila.
fortunately, there happens to be one just a few hundred metres from here.
it's my current favorite place.
not just because it's off the beaten path. not just because the rotisserie chicken is the absolute best in the known world. (they use my personal recipe, yay, jungle!) and not just because of the hot chicks who work and hang out there (but that's a BIG plus!)
it's not even the raw primal experience of fighting off millions and millions of ravenous mosquitos, sandflies, and leaf cutter ants that can reduce a man to a pile of dust in a few short minutes. or dodging the bats that come to scoop up mouthfuls of water from the pool (not to mention the randomly falling mamis from the tree above the bar).
it's because i don't have to talk diving there and IF ANY OF YOU LOT WHO READ THIS BLOG ON UTILA COME TO SPOIL IT FOR ME I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE AND RIP YOUR ARM OFF AND BEAT YOU ABOUT THE HEAD AND SHOULDERS WITH IT!
i'm going there now.
this isn't always possible on a small diving island such as utila.
fortunately, there happens to be one just a few hundred metres from here.
it's my current favorite place.
not just because it's off the beaten path. not just because the rotisserie chicken is the absolute best in the known world. (they use my personal recipe, yay, jungle!) and not just because of the hot chicks who work and hang out there (but that's a BIG plus!)
it's not even the raw primal experience of fighting off millions and millions of ravenous mosquitos, sandflies, and leaf cutter ants that can reduce a man to a pile of dust in a few short minutes. or dodging the bats that come to scoop up mouthfuls of water from the pool (not to mention the randomly falling mamis from the tree above the bar).
it's because i don't have to talk diving there and IF ANY OF YOU LOT WHO READ THIS BLOG ON UTILA COME TO SPOIL IT FOR ME I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE AND RIP YOUR ARM OFF AND BEAT YOU ABOUT THE HEAD AND SHOULDERS WITH IT!
i'm going there now.
posted by jungle at 4:05 PM
3 Comments:
If you strap a few of those bats to your shoulders, would they take care of the mosquitoes & bugs for you?
hey!
that's a good idea!
i would need a lot, though, they're kinda small.
You could come to Egypt and still end up talking diving. Diving diving diving ... and if the talk isn't about diving it's about driving. Driving driving driving.
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