Girl Power

so, well aye, that's it then. we fly home tonight at 12.45pm. it's been a larf.
and i finally did one of my lifetimes ambitions - well, more of an intention, or a general want, than an ambition, i rode a motorbike, woo-hoo! it was dead good, me and han and kate went to ban tei on koh phagnan and hired out 3 motor bikes, me and han dared it and went with manual's and kate got an automatic. thought it was a little strange when the people who hired them out were not phased at all by the fact that none of us had any experience and had never ridden a bike before, they were like "it ok, we show you", so after a couple of lessons and hair-raising moments by the roadside off we todd on our own. we thought we'd venture to a nearby waterfall, got half way there and stopped for a pittstop (!) at a gas station, and the local thai blokes like
"you ride before?"
"no, first time"
"aaaah, you girls, you always fall off!"...
we scoff at this sexist coment by the unenlightened thai bloke and drink our drinks then set to head off and get onto our bikes. however, i'm now having a hard time getting mine back into neutral and frustratedly kicking the crap out of that lever that's sposed to start it, kates trying very unsuccessfully to get hers into reverse to back out of the yard, and hannah... well, i hear a crash, turn around, and there she is covered in blood on her leg, looking very sheepish, and trying to pick up the glass that's shattered from her wing mirro after she tried to turn around and dropped the bike ontop of her, and then suddenly kate's on the floor on her side squirming beneath the bike which has fallen on top of her going 'help! i can't get out! it's too heavy, i can't lift it, where's that sexist pig of a man gone??' and i'm still struggling to even get a sound out of mine, in the end a nice dutch bloke helped me start it..... yes, yes i see the irony, what a bunch of useless girly wirlies, suffice to say we were very shamefaced after that and set off back down the hill very, very slowly, forsaking the waterfall for a nice coastal path around the island stopping off at a beach which really, really reminded me of the one ariel steps out of in the little mermaid going "aaar arrr arrr arr arr arr ah ah'. which was very nice indeed. so when we get back to the place that rented us the motorbikes luckily it's dusk and while inspecting the bikes they miss kate's scratches down the side, and my scratches underneath where i pulled over to take a photo of the gorjus beach and scraped the bike on the kerb!! but they did take note of han's missing mirror, dented basket, and scratched brake handles... and charged accordingly. no wonder they were so eager for us to take the bikes, they probably saw us and went "kerching!!" dollar signs lighting up in their eyes:
"no experience of riding? no worries! try it anyway (cough, and pay the consequences you stoopid english pig-dogs cough, cough).

so this should be my last transmission for a while, back to blighty and bangers and mash and tetleys, mmmmm,
see ya
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