My ice is like the polar caps... shrinking!

Up at 5a, coffee, smokes, and a banana before I headed down the road to the beach and to drop off some laundry. Today it seems REALLY humid. I brought my camera along to get a few snap shots of things of interest. On my way back down the beach, I ran into one of the Canadian guys I had met at the party. We chatted for a while, and I picked his brain about doing the Visa run into Burma. Sounds like things have changed slightly, and may even be a little easier that when I did it in April 2007. I will need to make this trip on Mar 09, if I wish to stay on here for another two weeks. At the moment, I am leaning towards this option. It’s really nice here and the thought of boarding a bus for the long trip to Mukdahan, and on to Laos, isn’t really a top priority at the moment. Another 2wks at the current pace would be nice. Still waiting on some ice. What little I have left, is the same size as the chicken, so I’ve got them stacked on one another with a plastic bucket full of veggies sandwiching them together to try and keep the meat as cool as possible. I have inquired about the ice several times, and I am told it will come this afternoon. I think it was originally overlooked and a reminder yesterday wasn’t enough to light a fire to get it done. Today I made a point of showing the Burmese guy who works here, how small it actually was. There’s been an issue twice now with getting some, so I may just get it for myself when I pick up groceries from the market. I believe the ice place and market are close together, and the motorbike taxis seem to be able to carry a massive amount of items as they drive you home. In the end, I made a trip up to the main house to inquire as to a timeframe I could expect it. As it turns out, they were in the middle of a mini crisis and needed to deal with the matters at hand before they could deliver some. Chiyoko offered me the use of their freezer until they could arrange some ice for my place. I walked back home, picked up some fruit, veggies and the chicken, and then delivered them for refrigeration. About two hrs later, a motorcycle taxi pulls up with a block of ice, and the young Burmese guy drops off my stuff. Back in business! In the evening the wind really picked up as I was cooking dinner. On the menu tonight was a chicken and veggie stir fry, with the left overs for lunch etc. tomorrow. Once again, delicious! I fell asleep to the sounds of the wind swirling around the forest, and through my house.