Cat. Argh.
I put out the word on the street about the cat I found on Wednesday night and a couple from up the road came over. Their cat (black, adult, reflective yellow collar but with a nametag on the collar that I couldn’t find) has been missing since Wednesday night. However, he’s sure (or was – the seeds of doubt are now inevitably sown) that Wurzel hadn’t gone out till around 8:30. I found the dead cat at 6:00.
The thing is, said cat has a habit of wandering into garages and whatnot, and getting locked in. He once jumped into someone’s van when they were moving house and had to be brought back!
So sadly, we’re back at square one. The folk at number 10 are still in limbo, unsure about their cat. And as the actual cat involved is now in a landfill somewhere, there’s no way to be sure.
Plans. Argh.
People keep recommending places I can go. ********. Now added to the list is Cambodia, and the Angkor Wat temples. And the Tiger Temple near Kanchanaburi (site of the “Bridge Over The River Kwai” and it’s associated war memorial) – that recommended by the guy sorting my garden!
Oh, and he’s also told me about the penguin parade near Melbourne where they all come out of the water at night to hide in their burrows. So that’s a few more quid (and another day) spent.
You know, at this rate I may make it to New Zealand sometime before the new year. The current plan is to get to Thailand with my shiny visa which means I can enter the country without an outbound ticket. I’ll spend a fair bit of time there and then head to Cambodia, Vietnam and Loas (in some order, perhaps by land) and then to Australia, maybe heading back into Thailand first (using my 30-day waiver courtesy of a UK passport and a pre-bought outbound ticket).
The only downside is I’m relying on other very kind people from CouchSurfing for accomodation in Oz and I don’t want to keep buggering them around for dates! Part of me’s tempted to offer myself as a volunteer for a month or so at the Tiger Temple. Once the house goes, I’ll have no money worries at all. And I could spend time looking after tigers. Real ones. I mean… wow.
I often get told to go places. Sadly, they are rarely as picturesque as Ankor wat
I’ve been looking for this “****” place people keep telling me to go to, but it just looks like some boring suburb in Sweden or something. Nowt special.
I’ll email you my mob. no over the next couple of days for saturday’s meet – let me know if it’s Cambs or Ely.
It’s Cambs. I’ll be heading down late on the Friday night to drop some stuff off in Cambs, and then heading to Ely to stay with Dawn. We’ll drive down to Cambridge early on Saturday for a wander and beer later on, staying with Colin that night in Arbury.
Dahling, you simply must go to Angkor Wat. Rhian and I went and we simply had the most *marvellous* time. Three days weren’t really enough, even. Then again, we were sweltering in the heat of the day and it was bloody bloody hot.
Pics of Cambodia and Vietnam available via my Flickr account. Remind me to lend you my Vietnam guidebook.
Which reminds me, since you’re into gore and stuff, the Museum of War Crimes ought to interest you. Although gloating about it is probably not a good idea.
And avoid the pho. Especially at Pho 2000.
What’s the “Pho”? It looks like I may be spending more time in Asia than originally intended. Perhaps as much as 6 months. So I’ll make the time!
I need to study guides more and see what things are like and where to go. Once I sell the house, my money worries are non-existant while I’m in Thailand as it’s so cheap.
Pho = beef noodles in soup. Most people seem to swear by them and their gorgeousness, but since I’m used to noodles in soup, I fail to see what the fuss is about.
Anyway, poo-tastic blog post coming about that at some stage.
Poo-tastic is always good.
You know what I’m like with food. Who reckons I can last 6 months in a Buddhist temple without buggering off across the continent in search of a McD’s at least once a week?