Days 10 and 11

Emily Yesterday we went to the beach and fell promptly asleep. Then we met up with our friends Kiran and Christopher who had come to the island for one night. It was nice to see them again. We got dinner and then danced on the beach with the other tourists all night. I even got my arm painted like a tiger. Man, dancing was really fun! So we slept in this morning. Actually, I slept most of the day. We only ventured outside to get food and buy Joey those shorts he wanted. And we took a walk. On our walk we saw a Thai fighting stadium, and I’ve been wanting to see some Thai fighting. So we went in and watched. The matches were good. It felt weird clapping for someone who just knocked another guy down, though. The nice thing about Thai fighting is that the competition is friendly… they are very respectful towards one another. This island is a weird place. It caters to a very specific audience. Goods/services for sale include: Alcohol, (Western) food, hostel rooms, clinic services, bro-tanks, sunglasses, snorkeling trips, taxis, tattoos. All we’ve bought so far from this list is food, one taxi, and a hostel room. I might get some sunglasses here, though, just because they’re more expensive in the U.S. We wanted to go snorkeling tomorrow but the waves are supposed to be 4 meters high so we’re out of luck. Oh well. Beach days are good days, too. My arms are cold and my stomach feels weird (again) so I’m going to bed. PS: Today I saw a guy wearing the worst shirt ever. It said, in bold, all-caps letters and in three different colors: VIRGINS HERE I AM … There are only two responses he could possibly get by wearing this:       1.     The optimistic response: “Hello, I am a virgin. I see from your shirt that you are here. What can you do for me?”       2.     The realistic response:  “Dude. Seriously. Change.” Bye. Emily

Joey It’s me, Emily, writing this for Joey again. Here’s what I think he would say if he weren’t asleep right now: Today I saw the cutest puppy! There are a lot of Israeli tourists here, more so than I would have expected. Many of the signs are in Hebrew and stores advertise the Israeli food they sell. Every time I turn a corner I hear people speaking Hebrew. It’s a nice surprise. Speaking of which, I taught Emily the history of Israel by drawing in the sand on the beach. I really don’t know what else he would say, except maybe that he’s tired, he had fun with Christopher and Kiran, and maybe he would make up a story about elephants storming the beach and attacking everyone and how he saved not only me, but everyone on the whole island. Just a hunch. -Emily