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Paddling River Kwai Noi
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huey |
By Huey
The night was cold. There was little wind. As we paddled swarms of insects hit our faces like rain. So many of them must be flying around in darkness we could not see. Sometimes they just sticked to the sunblock lotion on our faces . I was lazy to stop paddling and swiped them off. For the first time I wished my face had the folds and wrinkles to bump them, instead I catatonically tried to shake or blow them off my face.