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The journey here was entrancing and the state of semi-consciousness induced by the wavering waters has been stretched out to theme the weekend Helped occasionally by smokes of something special we’ve been coexisting in harmonious condition of pure laziness Our biggest achievement walking to Palm Beach Which we lengthened creating circles around Before realising it was in fact in front us Since we arrived Our companion Cecil has been guarding us Whilst we sleep in the shade And leading us on the way to the local fishing village Where we’ve adopted the Ugandan pace of exploration And have enjoyed the local tastes Sessee sounds like we are walking through natures **** The birds making out in trees are plugged into amps Whilst the crickets chirp in competition And the chickens cockadoodledo The birdlife is vastly variable and the bat in the bedroom an unexpected guest Perhaps explaining the piles of roof debris upon our beds But also accountable to the bugs gnawing wood The dead frog in the shoe was an unwelcome companion and upset the pleasure taken from a lone explorative beach strole paddling upon white sands in the shores of Victoria But it was soon forgotten with a game of smackabum and some drunken discussion trying to distinguish Wafargi from Farigi The Waragi has hit our heads Needless to say next day our hurts are hurting and we’re frowning at the fishy friends accompanying us on the journey home ….nothing a rolex (or two) can’t fix though
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
Sessee Islands
The journey here was entrancing and the state of semi-consciousness induced by the wavering waters has been stretched out to theme the weekend Helped occasionally by smokes of something special we’ve been coexisting in harmonious condition of pure laziness Our biggest achievement walking to Palm Beach Which we lengthened creating circles around Before realising it was in fact in front us Since we arrived Our companion Cecil has been guarding us Whilst we sleep in the shade And leading us on the way to the local fishing village Where we’ve adopted the Ugandan pace of exploration And have enjoyed the local tastes Sessee sounds like we are walking through natures **** The birds making out in trees are plugged into amps Whilst the crickets chirp in competition And the chickens cockadoodledo The birdlife is vastly variable and the bat in the bedroom an unexpected guest Perhaps explaining the piles of roof debris upon our beds But also accountable to the bugs gnawing wood The dead frog in the shoe was an unwelcome companion and upset the pleasure taken from a lone explorative beach strole paddling upon white sands in the shores of Victoria But it was soon forgotten with a game of smackabum and some drunken discussion trying to distinguish Wafargi from Farigi The Waragi has hit our heads Needless to say next day our hurts are hurting and we’re frowning at the fishy friends accompanying us on the journey home ….nothing a rolex (or two) can’t fix though
Sessee Islands, Lake Victoria, Uganda. January 27-30th 2013
macstoire
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
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