Parting ways

I wake in the morning and have a heavy heart. I've been travelling with Rach and Maddy for weeks now but it's time to let them continue their journey and for me to make some new friends. I've shared some amazing memories with the girls and I'm sure our paths will cross again but for now it's goodbye. We share breakfast in bubbas and as they depart for the ferry I shed a few tears. Ning is on her own in the hostel and I offer to help her with all the checkouts but she refuses and just asks me to keep an eye on the check ins. I decide to cheer myself up by going for a Sunday roast to Reds. I have a lamb dinner and the best Yorkshire pudding I've ever had its so delicious and although I've told myself I'm not drinking today I finish off with a Leo. When I arrive back to the hostel a few of the guys are in reception sharing a beer and it would be rude not to join in. The problem is that this is a way of life here and its very difficult not to end up in a bar every night. The owner of whiskey bar comes to the hostel and she tells me how she would like to sell the bar but I say she would be better holding on for a year or two because things will get a lot busier and selling a business that is doing really well will make a lot more money. There is definitely an opportunity that I could stay here and work and I can see how people fall into this situation and never leave but I'm not ready for that. I hear today that a girl of 18 was found dead in a hostel just down the road and my heart sinks. Her friend wasn't able to wake her and this is quite a common thing. Drugs are so accessible on the island and you don't know what you are taking or how strong it is. There are also a lot of motorbike accidents as young inexperienced tourists drive round without a care in the world and with so many of them it's an accident waiting to happen. I would be so devastated to receive that phone call at home. I end up I whiskey bar and in the taxi here I'm chatting with the Brazilian guy about cachaca and the next thing we spot a bottle on the shelf. Caiprianhas it is then. So much for not drinking. I'm so glad the bars are closing at 11 because its time to go home.もっと詳しく