



Once we got to the beaches, Danger was a lot happier. We did a tour of the main island of Lankawi, and once realizing that there are some really expensive resorts there, we snuck into a whole lot of jazzy places for a peek even though we couldn't even afford to eat at the joints. Then a little snorkeling (since the flight was that night there was no one for SCUBA) Even though no one heard of it before, KiNam managed to land a parasail, off the back of a boat, into a tree. The guys running the boats and sail were pretty impressed...I mean I don't understand what they were shouting, but they were doing a lot of it at KiNam after she did that fancy landing ;)_ and then like we had never left, back in the, back in the, back in the U.S-S.Korea. If we could find an adaptor for the charger for my camer we could take a bloody picture and show you. Anyway, it looks all the same here except that there is a massive hole in the middle of what has become MY hometown.