alright,

hope everybdy is alright. everything is fine out here. very hot (heard its been a bit chilly in england! 😉

best tell you what ive been doing. arrived in bali on the 30th dec stayed for 1 night then got te fast boat to an island called gili trawangan from there got another boat to gili air. where there was going to be a outdoor psytrance party! (you would have loved it dave!). well what happened next was not really the best new years ive had in my life. started okay, met some locals had some fod etc. looked like the party was gonna be good as i watched it setting up, it was fucking shit though. problems started when i mentioned that i had some liquid to this guy who red to sel me some paper. i told him we could swap later… anyway more people turned up the music got going, which to start with was just shitty minimal house, so i thought id have a few drops.. after an hour it didnt seem to be working. so i thought it must have degraded in the heat so took probably about another 6-10 (didnt have a dropper). The djs then started playing psytrance, but it was really shit and slowed right down. either because the dj was a total retard or because the genny wasnt powerful enough to run the decks at full speed and all the shitty lights they had going. By this time i was well pissed so started giving the dj and guy running it loads of shit (probably not the best idea considering i was on my own). Anyway long story short realised that the guy id been giving loads of grief to owned the bar so i couldnt get served anymore, also then realised that all the friendly touristy hippy people had left in a boat to gili trawangan and i was left there pretty much on my own with loads of pissed off looking locals. then realised i had a 30 minute walk back to my hotel in the dark and that i was probably going to get a kicking. this is when the guy i had told about the acid came and asked if i had any… got a really bad feeling and told him id already had it all. then was aware that there seemed to be some qite official looking indonesians around, looked like undercover. this is when i got up and legged it to the beach. sat by the water and ripped my pocket open and poured the bottle away and through it in the sea. what happened next was the most terrifying timeof my entire life. it was like a horror film, but worse. ended up having to swim from gili air to gili meno, not sure how far exactly, but at 4am in the pitch black tripping my balls of it was far enough! (might be half a mile to a mile… ) apperently some people have drowned tring to swim it cause of strong currents etc. So strarted wading out and swimming, had to take all my clother off. got about a quarter of the way there then realised i was bleeding as i had cut myself on the coral as i ran out into the sea. first thought then was of sharks. was so scared, i am still sure that i was being cirled by them and had them swimming past me and under me. (ive asked my diving instructor since and he said there is sharks there, but they wont attack unless they smell blood!) so every 5minutes or so i would splash about trying to punch the water to scare the sharks away. i cannot explain how scared i was. had fully come to terms with the fact that at any minute i was going to get taken under by a shark and drown, (was thinking that it would be a bit painful, but drowning is suposed to be the best way or at least not eh worst way to go..) as i got closer and closer to the next island i thought if i die now this is a total piss take as ive just swam for about an hour. so managed to get to the other island, still thinking that i was gonna be met by customs or police so went and hid in the woods totally bollock naked. so after 3hrs in the woods getting bitten to fuck by the mosquitoes this local guy found me and came and gave me some pink girls shorts…

end of the story is a managed to find this sound italian guy who bought me water and food took me back to his vila gave me a xanax put me to sleep as i hadnt slept proply for about a week then paid to charter a boat back to gili air for me and invited me to stay at his house in bali. So left air at 1st opportunity and went to trawangan, stayed there for a week and now on lombok doing diving..

hope everybody ad s better new year than me. lots of fun now though and its definatly a god story to tell and in a way has made me more confident in travelling…

spk soon

matt.

copied from an email i sent as its quite a long story..

feel free to tell people that know me on here, but arent subsribers. just wanted to put the story in here as it mentions drugs….

sAfE!:love:x