I love it when it rains. Cool comfort of the rain. Monotonous reiteration of rain hitting the surroundings drugs my soul. The cold winter winds chill my bones; refreshingly good. Melancholy gladness.
Just came back from Phuket. The sun, sand and the beautiful beaches. I love it. The food was fine, the whiskey on rocks were smooth. The massage feels good only if the masseur is good. Long walk to the beach in sorching sun. We had pizza, onion rings, cold beer. Swimming in the short lap pool ain't much of a challenge but was good enough for rest and relax. I got to know Kata beach inside out now. It's like going back home everytime i visit. Shall be planning for a next trip. Hopefully it will be soon.
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