Last night I kissed the Boy from Canada, and shared his bed. No I didn’t sleep with him. We only kissed.
Usually I would be more open to this but I am feeling incredibly reserved which made me realized I have fallen for Andrew.
So C (guy from Canada) took me out to breakfast as I had no money haha and then we went for a lovely long walk on the beach. We kissed and we held hands. It was incredible.
He is really lovely and we get along well, much like old friends, like we have known each other in past lives or a parallel universe.
Around 4pm a miracle happened!
The taxi driver from the previous night rocked up at reception with my purse! And my passport!
I am so relieved.
I have the flu which isn’t ideal. So I am going to bed at 7pm!
