So now I'm in Bangkok... as I got off the plane and then got the airport express to kho san road I could feel electricity flow through my veins... that beautiful excitment you get flowing through your vessels as you anticipate adventures to come... I was ablaze with thoughts of what may lay ahead... Thailand holds such tremendous memories from my last visit that I was like a boy before christmas... awaiting the arduious visit to midnight mass... performing my penetance as I await the moment of present unwrapping... performing my pilgramage in order to recieve the gifts that would soon enough come... ... ... and in the same manner, this excited little boy hit traffick on his way to his Bangkok hostel (I'm wavering dangerously near talking about myself in the third-person... abort, abort, abort)... ... indeed since the initial joy my mind seems to have been filled with metaphorical traffic... to nervous to chat to new people... inferiority complex and all that (they're American for Christ's sake... gragariosity in all it's guady glory)... ... So now I sit here... Can of Singer beer to my right... writing rediculous metafores to basically say, "It's great to be here, but I'm shy!" :) ... ... ... I will prevail in the end... I know it... but I must be patient... I know what I'm like, if I bundel into the big group all outlandish and that, it won't be me... tomorrow there is a halloween party at the hostel... I'll corner them 3 at a time and wear them down until they have been fully befriended... that's the plan of action... that's the way forward:)
Here is tomorrows schedule (let's have that in the American pronunciation, I might as well get used to it!):
Wake up when someone wakes me up with the rusteling of a plastic bag (I'm in a 22 person dorm after all... only a tenner for 2 nights!)
Off to MBK to buy a football shirt for a tenner (hummm... AC Milan? Byern Munich? ... I'd love an obscure one... like Bolivia's answer to Hull City... but I guess that'll have to wait for South America... (N.B. there is a Bolivian team called 'Deportevo Wanka', I kid you not))
Eat Pad Thai (or similar) and get to the hostel for 6pm (I almost wrote 'rock up to the hostel at 6pm'... but thought better of it) where they will be doing face painting prior to the haloween party (adult face painting, it's just not right (please refer to Seinfeld serise 9 (I think))... I'm gonna have to get a tiger face painting:)
... and the rest will be history once it has actually happened...
... and at this point I'll make an honourable mention to my mum and dad... they are coming over to visit me on Tuesday and I must say I'm genuinley excited... it'll be nice to see them and show them about... ... and as I'm sharing cheesy sentiments I'll let you all know you are missed and I hope you are well:)
... on a lighter note, I just saw City won away at Middlesborough... get in!! Off the bottom!! ... Watch out Sven, we'll be vaulting your Leister soon:) ... I just got all excited when I found out there was a Middlesborough fan here in the common room... I ran up to them and went, 'Are you guys Middlesborough fans?", "He is.", "I'm a Bristol City fan.", "Oh." ... ... ... Matt, that is not a way to make friends, wipe that grin off your face (again with the third-person... If I come back talking like this I blame you Joe!;)
... It's time to go I think... all these words are out of my system... sorry if I've forced you guys to dive further into my inner psyche then you are qualified to delve.
Keep well everyone, I'm off to bed.
Matt:)
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