Made it through the night in our treehouse (even though I swear over the noise of the wildlife outside I could hear the mosquitos calling 'Tina, we're coming for you...').

Last night was v good, we ended up in Hippies bar on the beach looking out to the ocean watching a guy playing guitar whilst a huge thunder storm lit up the sky behind him. After half an hour though the sky's opened to a huge tropical downpour which lasted ages and got to the point everyone was standing in the middle of the bar as the rain was blowing in at all sides. This was when we got chatting to a couple of girls from Worcester - and that's where it all went wrong!

We drunk copious amounts, literally buckets full, that's how they sell their cocktails. We ended up dancing on the beach, and playing something called 'plank' which basically involves laying like a plank in obscure places - i'll upload pics at some point!

So basically I woke up this morning with the worst hangover ever, Robin had to go and find us new accommodation as I was incapable of moving! I've spent most of today sleeping, and we're supposed to be meeting the girls again tonight as we all agreed to get tattoos (in the cold light of day I've rethought this!).

We're currently in a bar watching the Norwich match and I'm on water, let's see where this evening takes us...