Repeat, DON'T PANIC. I can eat pineapple again. I know you were all very worried, but let's try to leave the darkness in the past. Life is back to normal. No longer will I discriminate against any fruit, unless it's the durian, because, ew.
So anyway, some of you are perhaps wondering why we've pretty much been sitting in one place for two months. We have been trying to travel, we really have! Three times we have made it all the way to Pattaya (30 km), and once even further than that. Sometimes we swear we're really going to Bangkok this week, absolutely for suresies, cross our hearts and hope to die.
The thing is...
It is hot. So hot.
Hot as balls.
And when it's this hot (i.e. hot as balls), my body pretty much shuts down. There is no reasoning with it. It will allow itself to be dragged to the pool, and it will feed itself fruit until it can't breathe, but you can't get it to go sightseeing. It knows it would melt, so I can't get too mad at it for trying to protect itself.
Luckily, I don't need to travel in order to feel fulfilled. The other day there was a gecko in the rubbish bin in the hallway. Now that's what I call entertainment.
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