Well here I am again... As always too much has happened and as everyday passes it leaks out of the gap between my ears... I'm sat in a beach front internet cafe on Koh Chang (Elephant Island) in Thailand... the Thai guy next to me is watching the video of 'I do it for you' by Bryan Adams... I finally escaped Bangkok after about 5 days in what eventually seemed to be an almost Caligulaic hostel... I should have guessed it... I'm on the drinking street of Bangkok... the bars literally sell buckets of alcohol... the risk of a nascent sex festival breaking out was high... fair enough to the lucky devils but please show some discretion and be a little bit quiet when you're humping in a room with 20 other people at 4am... The noise woke me up so I went to the toilet... one shower cubical was similarly occupied... ... the room wasn't so bad really and that wasn't a major disturbance really... the 22 beds we set up in like cubicles of two queen size bunk beds... at night a blind could be pulled down to divide the bunks up so it really wasn't that bad... one morning I was up early and so was the guy in the bunk below me... we were quietly trying to sort out things out in the relativly small floor space provided (smaller relative to larger floor spaces)... to make some room for us I decided to lift up the blind between the bunks in our cubical... I slowly pulled the blind up to reveal two guys sleeping in each others arms in the adjacent lower bunk... suddenly the idea of creating more space had back fired and the area felt very small... needless to say, I lowered the blind once more... ... ...
... except for making me feel uncomfortable and maybe a little bit lonesome the hostel was pretty good... (The Thai guy is now watching 'Heaven' by Bryan Adams... what ever will be next? And will he save 'Summer of 69' to last?)... After initially feeling like a lost little squirrel in this big city of booze and sex and ping pong shows I actually began to meet people and have a decent time... We had a halloween party at the hostel organised by some the the hostel flies (those people who just seem to hang around at the hostel... think, the cool kids in 6th form who would all sit around the stereo and laugh loudly (no bitterness intended))... I met an American Italian called Alex and a Yeovillian called Nicki... we had a blast (I clearly spent too much time with Americans!)... ... ... ...
... Oh no, it's happened... I've fizzeled out... my brain never seems to co-operate when I try to write things chronologically... I lost my train of thought and now I'm stranded here waiting for a bus... ... anyway... My parents came to visit... It was great to see them but at first my mind refused to adapt and I feel really shy travelling with them... but after a couple of days we established our travelling equilibrium and all is well... they are now off gallavanting (read: booze, sex and rock and roll) and I can miander around like I love to without frustrating anyone including myself... we went to a big like kind of dock/pier thing today which was really cool called 'Bang Bao' (see my last posted picture)... ... I hope they like it on this lovely little island I visited before... to be honest, I'm feeling the pressure of being the guide, blind leading the blind comes to mind (interestingly, there are a couple of Slovakian guys here... one is blind, the other can't speak English... but once their powers combine they are fine:) ... anyway, I met some girls on the bus from Bangkok here (it seems like such an unusual coincidence that I keep befriending girls)... two Italian girls (Marty and Olly... the later is a German speaking Italian which is weird) and a Polish girl (Kasha)... they've been cool to hang out with although I suffered today because we went to a party on the beach and didn't get back till 3am and I had to meet Mum and Dad at 10am (this morning I had that unmistakable feeling that my stomach wanted to escape through my mouth and my skull was tightening around my skull like a Boa constrictor... I haven't seen the girls today but will catch them later... I gave them a short lesson in the Philosophy of Matthew Ovens while slightly inebriated and it may have caused them to cower in fear or worship me like some Buddha-esk fella (I'm thinking the latter, but I would)
... Within 4 hours of Mum and Dad meeting me in Bangkok a Taxi driver tried to convince me I needed to go to a Thai brothel... it was slightly embarrasing because Mum and Dad were also in the taxi and he enjoyed showing them the same female laiden literature he was using to convince me that it was a good place to diver my attention... ... I didn't go to a Ping pong show in Bangkok but people told me about it... I loved the description, "It was really rather sad", followed by, "They used a dart to burst a moving balloon"... I was happy to experience that vicariously through others...
I had one of those feet massage thing where little fishes eat the dead skin off your feet... A Dutch man came up to me while it was happening and said that there were lots on my feet which meant they were really dirty... thanks! ... but my feet felt wonderful after... the cleanest ever! ... the sensation is weird... kind of like my feet are dissolvable asprin, slowly fizzing apart in the water... you should try it one day (that was weird, I wrote like I was speaking to one person... I just can't figure out who that person is)...
... OK, now I've totally lost the plot of this post... lots of things have dissapeared and become jumbelled... Mum and Dad told me how people have been enjoying this and I think my ego has swelled and I can't produce the goods anymore... I'm like Oasis after Definatly Maybe... never the same again...
Ok, I'm gonna go now... the sun is a little weaker so I can actually survive on the beach without literally melting (not literally)...
Keep well all... I hope you've enjoyed my difficult second album... I'm off to listen to some Bryan Adams;)
P.S. Dad ordered a curry for lunch... they asked, "Do you like it spicey?"... he said 'Yes, of course'... ... ... needless to say, lolling (laughing out loud) ensued as he finally discovered what 'Spicey' means in Thai:)
Keep well all:)
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