headed into town. I say town. It wasn't particularly a big town. Just an assembly of shit shops. Treated myself to a big breakfast. Had a real coffee for once. Past 2 months been drinking the instant coffee crap. Sat and read my book. The weather has cleared up. Bit overcast, but its warm and has a nice breeze. My book is really good. Glad i found a good book finally. Has I'm writing this I'm nearly 3/4 of the way through it. They have a load of book swap shops where you buy or trade books for really cheap. Good for backpackers. Don't wanna lug around a library with me.
Walked back on the beach. Really nice area. Boring but nice. Long beach. Practically empty. Got a hair cut at the local barbershop. I'm not a fan of Barbershop small talk. Its easier to just keep the barber talking with follow up questions. I think they like the sound of there own voice so i humour them, even tho i couldn't give a crap about them or there grandchildren. Old fashioned barber obviously didn't understand the concept of a backpacker. He said if you get it this short you can comb it. I want i short so i don't have to do anything but wash it. I don't carry a comb old man.
Went to another coffee shop and read my book. I thought 4 days here would be too long however as long as i have a good book i can stay anywhere without getting bored. Headed back to my run down hostel. Played card with the two German girls in my room. They seem nice enough, for Germans. No i joke they are actually funny. Didn't think Germans had a measurable sense of humour. Who knew?...
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