Beautiful.Mind.Life

Registration started at 0830, and we gathered in groups an headed to different classes. Mine is classroom 3, with purple color code. Purple?

Introduction and facility briefing received, we started the day with the pool. Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. It was good, but nowhere near fun. Training has never been fun for me, except the one I had in Phitsanulok, three years ago. Well, I guess it’s all depending on the trainer himself.

We wrapped up the day with fire fighting and smoke house escape. Again, same ‘ol same ‘ol. CO2, dry powder, water, bla bla bla. To add pepper on the rotten pizza, the shine of the bright evening sun was burning deep into the skin. Humid and hot day, with fire and smoke training? They shouldn’t get along together, should they?

Waiting for the shuttle. Look at the wall pewter art. Just brilliant.

The training barge. Yup, it’s all in the barge, except the fire fighting yard.

There’s no option but to have lunch in this silly restaurant. The food? Perhaps Royal Canine tastes better.

Fire fighting. Guess who’s the clown in bottom right picture. Answer’s below.

Yours truly. And the clown. Hahaha. No offense, dude!