Retinas

Cina has left now so I am all on my lonesome.  It was sad to see her go although I’ll see her again in about a week, when Fish and I go to Goa.  It was really easy and so much fun kicking about with Cina. I miss her already.  I did realise that we might be spending too much time together though when I caught myself saying things like.  “Oh, that should be lovely”.  I sounded like I had walked straight from the pages of a Dickens novel.  I have a tenancy to mimic people when I spend too a lot of time with them.  Now that she has gone normal, common Breed is back. 

It’s hard work being here alone.  As soon as the blokes around here get wind that you’re alone, they circle like vultures.  I really just want to be left alone to wait for fish (who arrives in 65 hours).  I know I sound like a miserable old trout but there is only so much a girl can take.  My patience has completely run out (admittedly I didn’t have too much to start with).  I want to get back to the UK, to normality, where blokes ignore me (unless they are on a building site in which case I would be most offended if I didn’t get at least a wolf whistle).

I have pulled a muscle in my leg (so much for the gym) so thought that swimming would do it good.  I went to the posh pool and paid for the sun lounger.  The hotel manager said that he would bring my towel and change along shortly.  He came out about 5 different times, his excuses getting lamer and lamer as to why he felt the need to be next to my sun lounger.  He eventually gave up with excuses and asked me the dreaded question.  Where you coming from?  I reckon on average I get asked this at least 12 times a day.  Even if they used an “are” in the sentence it might soften the blow somewhat but as it stands it almost has the same effect as someone scratching their nails down a blackboard.  I am so sick of small talk.

He then told me I had cute eyes, which, with as much interest as I could muster, I thanked him for.  He then said that although I had cute eyes they were frightening at the same time.  He followed this up by saying that I had frightening retinas.  Who says that?  His English was fairly limited.  Why on earth would you bother to learn the word retina when there are far more important words to master, i.e. adding an ‘are’ to the sentence where are you coming from?  He then said I reminded him of one of his friends who also had scary retinas.  It was possibly one of the most surreal conversations I’ve ever had. I told him I didn’t really know what to say to that and after an awkward 5 minutes of him inanely grinning at me, he left.    Get me out of here!!