Gone was paradise
4 days since the Cebu gang came back.
No limestone/ plastic in Singapore or Malaysia matches up to Cantabaco's climbing.
Gone are the long incline routes with big hold and big moves.
Gone are the routes we could have completed if given a few more days (Unsa Mani Mikko, 5.12a).
Gone are the good company that we had and make merry with every night.
No more cooking rice;
No more red horse;
No more bulu;
And no more skinning and deep frying frogs;
A paradise out there it was.
Even with no hot water showers and daily violation by the mozzies, heaven it was.
But what goes up must come down..
Free falling through plastic holds and T nuts to land back onto earth..
Crashing back into the sports hall doing meryvn's route and destroying ourselves on the system wall;
And maybe working our ass off to earn some pennies.
All in the hope that we'll be able to go back to heaven soon..
Lusting for Lime,
Emo Kid
