Bastard fucking PC.

I just wrote some side splittingly funny anecdotes about the last 2 days, and then the pc crashed, and all my efforts dissapeared in a puff of binary code. So here is a very bitter and unenthusiastic attempt to re-write the same entry:

went to a temple. it was on a hill. it had monkeys. good view.

ok ok, I'll attempt to write from this point on in my uaual style, but I'm not promising anything....

So yeah, we went to this temple. Anyway, on the way there, we decided to walk, as the guidebook (Rough Guide, not Lonely Planet!!!!) told us that it took 20 mins. Anyway, after 20 mins of walking down streets dodging insane drivers and inhaling a toxic mix of exhaust, dust, and SARS bacteria, we had had enough. Selene wasn't dong so bad, as she was wearing one of those protective masks for SARS that you see on the cover of every newspaper in the world at the moment. It was quite fun pointing out to people that she was from singapore and could well be a SARS carrier, pointing to the mask to emphasise how potentially dangerous she was... :) Anyway, we'd had enough, so we went over to a cycle rickshaw driver and negotiated a price. However, when we got into the back of his rickshaw, we started to doubt whether this was such a good idea after all. The seat was tiny, and the sun-shade over our heads meant that your head was almost touching the struts. This is all very well, but once we started moving, a new problem surfaced. The road, if youcan call it that, was basically just a series of holes connected by small areas of tarmac, and this cycle rickshaw had nothing in the way of suspension. When I say holes, I mean HOLES! Big bastard holes with no bottom. So we bounced and crashed along, every hole causing me to crack my head on the frame of the shade above us, trying desperately to stay perched on the edge of our tiny seat as we anticpated the next crunch...

Eventually we reached a bridge, and at the other side of the bridge the driver stopped and said "here". I got down and looked at my map. "But we're only halfway there!" I said, pointing this out to him on the map. It turned out the next part of the journey involved a slight hill, and he didn't do hills, so we had to walk.... oh well, we were glad to be back on the road again to be honest!

right, I'm out of time, so you'll have to just imagine the rest. Make it interesting ok?