Okay so this week I'm on a course to re qualify/up-skill my firefighting and damage control qualification. It is in the tropics so it's pretty damned hot. (This course is normally run WAY down south in a small town in the middle of nowhere) Also, this is a backpacker spot, where lots of scantily clad young people from all round the world take off on trips to the Great Barrier Reef.
Anyway, for some reason we have been accommodated not in the normal crappy government accommodation, but in apartments right on the beach. Somehow, I have been allocated an apartment to myself....
AND I am the only one looking out onto the ocean and the boardwalk. Sorry It looks a lot better when the sun comes out but it's still really hot...this shot is from a few minutes ago...it;s early...
ANYWAY, as I say I'm actually up here to work - we have a simulated ship where they can set fires, pump smoke, flood compartments etc and make us go through all the appropriate drills...here is a view of some of it...
Anyway, back to the subject. Our instructor SPECIFICALLY told us yesterday that first thing this morning (When the temperature is a balmy 90 degrees) we would be getting in fire suits and breathing apparatus and "going for a bit of a stroll" - which will quite possibly include some form of PT. AND he specifically said DO NOT TURN UP HUNG OVER...
Which brings me to the point of the story...I will not be turning up hung over because I am still drunk....dear lord this day is not going to end well after the hangover kicks in...