A rebel without a clue.

_beer_Daniel Sherburn_routine_ qŵērtÿūįœpæßdfghjkłżxçvbñm 123456789°•/:;()₩§@«…,¿¡‘ [{}]#‰^*+=_\|~ €$¥•…,¿’ 2 kava long, no milk, 1 donut with ‘marmalade’ and one cheese roll. Not up for figs today. About to walk to a cove. But need water too. The truth is that since a refresh shower on Saturday I've not got in a shower or bath. I've washed my face, armpits and butt, but no where else. I was in the sea yesterday but that doesn't count. My skin feels good. Not dried out and I'm not being bothered by flies. Girl in tourist agent hasn't surfaced yet. I do hope she had the same facial expression today as she brings out the push bikes. I'm beginning to feel a bit alone here. It's because everyone is not English, too old, young and working or couples. One positive is the two Croatian girls from Pula. But I've only seen them once. They're on a cruise to the blue cave today. A row of predictable in … Ecos yachting, etc., lined up and almost ready to...

With hake in my stomach and urchin needles in my heel I have been on an adventure. I left the apartment for the monastery on the other side of the harbour, collected a prickly pear that i managed to get prickled all over by and swam in the sea - the sun was high and at midday, with Ziggy nursing a hangover on the beach, I needed to do something. As he was rabbiting on i decided to journey along the coast line. Hopping from rock to rock. This point of the bay is a nudist area, but i didn't expect to see anyone in between the strip and the point. I was very wrong. But they're always old Germans, Austrians or Swiss. Low breasts and Wiener frankfurter. I had almost reach the end of the point when I came to a deeper cleft on the cliff. I decided to wade across the water, while the current swam around me, to the other side. Everything was fine until the water started to get up to my chest. Now if I hadn't been carrying Daniel Martin and a bottle of water in both hands and ...