I had a great nights sleep. The waves are so relaxing, but I don’t want to miss a minute of reading. I brought so many books to read but I really want to finish Shantaram. I started its year ago. I found it in a Sydney hotel library and I rarely get a chance to sit down an read it. It’s not the kind of book that you can skim the pages. The author truly makes you feel the sights, sounds and smell of India, especially the slums, I get itchy when he describes pulling lice out of the seams of his clothing while in prison. I smell the foul smell of petrol when he ride his motor bike.
Today is a bit cloudy and cool. We are on the west coast so the sun takes a little bit to get here. So it’s coffee and Sharantam on the veranda, occasionally looking up for whales.