Msg reads - Further service will be suspended until I get to New Zealand and settle down a bit. Where have we heard this before?
I'm in a little group of islands called the Yasawas, on a week-long trip through an awful lot of small resorts full of energetic young party people, in order to see some beaches, do a bit of diving, and punish my naughty liver for some crime or other. I really didn't mean to get smashed last night, but hey, when in Rome and all that jazz.
What this means is that my full posts, written on Le Laptop d'Hippy, cannot be posted at the proper time as WiFi is but a dream in these parts. Internet yes, but it's really all sent by relay smoke signals and a couple of baked bean cans and some string.
So there will be a short barrage of post-dated posts coming at the end of the week. Put your pants back on and try to contain your excitement, please.
All I can say is that I had a bloody busy day yesterday, spending almost all of it in the water one way or another, was set upon by sea lice in a cave and narrowly avoided being churned into a loose meaty paste by boat propellers no fewer than three times.
It was quite exhasuting. Hence the getting smashed.
Hippy out 
