A hapless paddy on tour

We got up at 10 , ate and chilled out for a while. We took the road for most of the way and we managed to get a left some of the way by a truck driver. The driver let us off in a village about an hours walk from the ferry. We picked some weed off the side of the road and headed for the Ferry. Manuel was at this stage fairly out of it. It transpired that this triathlon was popping prescription pills most of the day. He was happy to say the least. After the ferry we walked for about a half an hour to one of the town where we ate and secured a taxi for the bone crunching journey home. The driver took us the three hours back for a mere 10 pounds. I washed and rang home and then headed to the lads hostel. we headed to a Tibetan pub for some beers. the girl in charge was rather nice and it would appear she had a crush on Manuel. Its like that when you travel with Swedes. I left Craig and Manuel in the pub and headed back for some sleep at around 12