05 October 2009

Tainted.






I always always wished my hostel would have better walkway instead of walking in a trail of mud encrusted path. Particularly on rainy days, Sheryl and I would wish extra hard. Cos getting mud wedged in between your toes is just not cool. Very icky wan okay. 


And on days it rained really heavily and if you stood on a spot for a second too long, you'd find yourself sinking into the ground. What we never saw coming was my (our) wish coming true but with a heavy price to pay. The trees as you can see in the above picture are either-
a) no longer standing or 
b) as bald as a coot. 


Not funny. Because I am very attached to my trees you see.


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