Beach walk
In the evening, Craig, Maya’s husband, takes me to the beach. He was taking his dog for a walk so he took me along. If he tells his friends about it, he will say I took Darni and our new guest for a walk to the beach. What would that make me? Anyway, I enjoy the crescent shaped beach which has a nice garden with trees, a child play area with swings and slides and plenty of people. Lots of people can be annoying and assuring. Annoying in a train but assuring in a restaurant.
Meanwhile at the Brown’s Bay beach a Chinese family has got a barbecue. Two girlfriends are sipping beers. A couple is snuggling. A father is playing soccer with his 10-year-old son. A girl swings on one of the trees. Craig is walking his dog and has asked me to be on my own, “You know where the car is… we will take about 10 mins, so you do what you want”, are his instructions. He is frank and practical.
On our way back Craig drives me around showing the place – an Indian eatery which is his favourite, a dollar store, a supermarket with the best prices around. I tell Craig that I need to pick up an international adaptor. I misplaced mine at the Bangkok airport. Quintessential me! We check out the Warehouse with no luck. When we come to K-Mart, he says that he has had a long day so he won’t come in. He is frank and practical and helpful.
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| This is bliss! |







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