Day 3 - The Island
Today I awoke feeling quite fresh. So it was with glee that I climbed out of the ass end of the plane determined to do something today. I am a man of much procrastination, I must admit, so I can rarely achieve anything in a single day. But today was going to be different.
After a light breakfast of nuts and orange juice I began searching the scattered wreckage for useful items. I found a stack of cool stuff that will, no doubt, come in handy. I began piling them up at the top of the beach where I envisage my shelter will go. After about an hour I was satisfied with the days takings so I packed a small handbag I found with provisions. Of the original contents I kept the Tic Tac's, lip balm and 30+ sunscreen and tossed the rest on the pile. During my search I had uncovered a number of suitcases filled with clothes. So I changed into, what turned out to be, some of the most unattractive shorts I have ever seen. Coupled with a "wife beater" and a pair of thongs, I felt I looked like a veteran castaway. I considered changing just out of principle, but it was really hot, so I thought better of it. So with the wind in my hair, the sunshine in my eyes and a Chanel handbag over my shoulder I set out to explore my surroundings.
Well, what can I say. It's a fucking island. Not very big. I'd say about 10km around, but I'm not sure. I kind of got bored halfway and zoned out. For some reason I had Kokomo stuck in my head for an hour. The beach is the same all the way around, which is kind of nice I guess. It really is a nice beach. There were a couple of little trickles from inland that had carved small inlets, showing signs of fresh water, I'll explore those tomorrow.
But for now I'm knackered! The sun is really hot, and this bag is leather. So I was constantly peeling it off one side of me and squelching it onto the other. How do women do it? When I got back I went for a dip to cool off. Then cracked open a beer.
It has just dawned on me that I only have about a dozen beers left from the plane. There's plenty of spirits so I'm going to have to alternate to conserve stock. I've also decided to delay my search for fresh water until the day after tomorrow, prioritizing the alcohol hunt over all else. So tomorrow I'm off to find first class. I figure they would have had a nice selection of food and drink. Hopefully some of it is intact.
The stars are coming out now and the moon is rising high. It's quite full, and very large in the sky. It's surface detail has never seemed so three dimensional. The amount of stars in the sky are awe inspiring, dense like clouds of light. Maybe I'll sleep on the beach tonight.
After a light breakfast of nuts and orange juice I began searching the scattered wreckage for useful items. I found a stack of cool stuff that will, no doubt, come in handy. I began piling them up at the top of the beach where I envisage my shelter will go. After about an hour I was satisfied with the days takings so I packed a small handbag I found with provisions. Of the original contents I kept the Tic Tac's, lip balm and 30+ sunscreen and tossed the rest on the pile. During my search I had uncovered a number of suitcases filled with clothes. So I changed into, what turned out to be, some of the most unattractive shorts I have ever seen. Coupled with a "wife beater" and a pair of thongs, I felt I looked like a veteran castaway. I considered changing just out of principle, but it was really hot, so I thought better of it. So with the wind in my hair, the sunshine in my eyes and a Chanel handbag over my shoulder I set out to explore my surroundings.
Well, what can I say. It's a fucking island. Not very big. I'd say about 10km around, but I'm not sure. I kind of got bored halfway and zoned out. For some reason I had Kokomo stuck in my head for an hour. The beach is the same all the way around, which is kind of nice I guess. It really is a nice beach. There were a couple of little trickles from inland that had carved small inlets, showing signs of fresh water, I'll explore those tomorrow.
But for now I'm knackered! The sun is really hot, and this bag is leather. So I was constantly peeling it off one side of me and squelching it onto the other. How do women do it? When I got back I went for a dip to cool off. Then cracked open a beer.
It has just dawned on me that I only have about a dozen beers left from the plane. There's plenty of spirits so I'm going to have to alternate to conserve stock. I've also decided to delay my search for fresh water until the day after tomorrow, prioritizing the alcohol hunt over all else. So tomorrow I'm off to find first class. I figure they would have had a nice selection of food and drink. Hopefully some of it is intact.
The stars are coming out now and the moon is rising high. It's quite full, and very large in the sky. It's surface detail has never seemed so three dimensional. The amount of stars in the sky are awe inspiring, dense like clouds of light. Maybe I'll sleep on the beach tonight.
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