I think I have, but let me say it again.
My ambition is to live in a beach hut and sell cold drinks to the occasional ang moh tourist.
If I’m feeling uber-ambitious on any particular day, I might whip out some good food and try to hawk it to some ravenous fresh-from-the-sea teenager.
If I’m feeling uber-uber-ambitious, I might produce some craft work and sell them to middle-aged first-time-in-Asia “everything-is-so-exotic” lady tourists.
Somewhere, somewhere. A beach hut awaits me.
April 14, 2008 at 7:09 pm
Eh, that was also my dream leh. Except that my dream involved going wakeboarding whenever I felt like it. Customers can help themselves to the drinks and pay whatever they liked.
April 14, 2008 at 9:22 pm
I’d rather snorkel. Don’t fancy a noisy motorboat ruining my peace. You are so not getting a hut beside mine.
May 16, 2008 at 1:38 am
perhaps you can set that up on Richard bransons’ island?