Ulladullah

After the Market we road 50km up the coast to Ulladullah. Bit of a routine now. Swim in the sea. Then hustle some food with a song or two. One place gave us chips (fish and chips for lunch too) another fried rice, and bought vegetable soup in another.

None of us felt like playing but there's not much else to do. Either that or sit in the tent. Some rugby players pulled us in a pub and were all half cut so an enthusiastic audience. We camped in the back of the pub, near the mad homeless guys lair it turned out and his mad utterances were heard occasionally. Had a shower in the hotel in the morning. First ina few days