Decided we were going to have lunch at the hotel. So the morning was spent hanging out in the lounge watching TV and reading. Lunch was actually a bit disappointing - especially when compared to last night's diner (can't wait for more spring rolls). After lunch we happened to walk through the lounge just as the Jean-Claud Van Dame's Sudden Death, a completely sub-average action movie that never-the-less kept us enthralled (it's amazing how fascinating a TV is after a few months without one).
After the television had released us from its thrall Dean, Joy, and I headed into town to return to the market. Yesterday I left my camera at camp so I wanted to take some photos. Wandered around the market some more, took a few photos and bought a shirt (several of mine are falling apart - hand washing is not nice to your clothes). Then it was back to our sidewalk pub where we had just started a game of cards (Australian rules gin), when it started to rain. We moved under cover of the roof and it really started to pour. I'd guess that inches fell in the hour that it rained. The sound of the rain on all the tin roofs punctuated with lightning and thunder was entertaining but made the card game difficult. Sometime after dark (Stu had joined us by this time) we went back to Baboo's Bazaar for diner - unfortunately they were out of the spring rolls we'd all been anticipating. At the restaurant we met a Kiwi guy and two Dutch women so afterwards we went and had another beer at a night club.
When we got back to camp everything was damp. It would have been disastrous but someone had made an effort to move everything movable under a roofed area adjacent to the hotel. Still the ground cover, cushion, nd my sheet were soaked. I spent an uncomfortable and damp night sleeping in my clothes.
