At 8am my alarm awoke me from my drunken slumber. My head was banging and I felt more than a little ill. I headed to breakfast to line my tummy. At 9.30 Krisit kindly dropped me, Becs and Kerry at the Tattoo place. It was then I realised last nights antics were a bad Idea.
On the table I could see the design I had chosen over a month ago but slightly different. Ernest's had redesigned it to fit under my current one. I was so happy the decision had been made as I had been fretting over its location for a few days. And frankly I was in no position to be making any kind of decision in my hungover state. After about an hours wait it was time. It took a few attempts and size changes to get right before he started.
OMG the pain. Being in a more painful place and hungover mean I had lost the ability to control it. It was certainly not this painful last time. After a few hours of being hammered with a needle attached to bamboo it was complete and not a moment to soon. There were points where it was obvious how painful it was and he took great pleasure in making up Stories I could tell my friends as to why it wasn't finished. It made me laugh at least.
The finished result however was beautiful. I am so pleased with it and will forever be a reminder of this wonderful experience and the people I shared it with. If you were wondering its a slow loris after the house I stayed in at Matang. It is also similar to the one Mel had last month. An agreement we made with each other.
We all returned to Basaga where we grouped with some of the remaining Matang lot and had some lunch. We said a few more goodbyes to people and then I had to sleep. I wasted the afternoon in bed before getting up and going for dinner. Becs, Aleta, Jaye and Kristi are still here so we thought we would go to a restaurant in town. Junk. It's a brilliant little place serving western food. It's like a labyrinth of rooms filled with random objects from a vintage dentist chair to bottles washed up from the sea. The food was also great.
Full and tired we headed straight to bed.
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