I got to Thailand Sunday morning. I can say NOW that i love Thailand, but Sunday was just not my day. I get off the plane, get yelled at by an angry Thai immigration agent for not having an entry form (entry form? No one mentioned this to me.) got sent to the back of the really long line to wait to show her the form again, made it past that one barely because of a dumb glitch with my ticket and lost my debit card within half an hour of arriving in country. Took a bus to the main train station then decided that I didn't have near the energy to deal with the Bangkok traffic/heat/ touts so I stayed in the rain station for 9 hours waiting for my 11pm train. This actually turned into a good idea as there was plenty of fruit and fried pumpkin to eat, so I was set. Plus it allowed for excellent people watching...
My train arrived in Chumpon around 6am the next and I was whisked to the pier by a man driving like a bat out of hell down dirt roads. About 10 minutes after we get there, this group of people get on and the first words out of thehir mouth are a very haggard "PAAAAARRRRTTTYYYY!!!" Oh yeah, this is going to be great. I found out from the quieter one later they'd been partying for 5 days straight and only slept one neight in all of that. Awesom, glad to see you have all your wits about you. As we pull away from the pier, the serene quiet is broken by one of the girls screaming, "Alright, when we go past this boat, flash 'em!" Now, people are very modest in Thailand, VERY modest, so when these two chicks lean way over the boat and wooing, expose their boobies to Thai fisherman, there was not an oggle, not a cheer, nothing from them. The rest of us on the boat his our faces in farang shame. "Maybe they're not going to Koh Tao," I said later. "Maybe they fall over and drown," a german girl added.
Being on Koh Tao has been great though. Although the weather has been less than stellar and kinda cloudy, it's still well in the 80s and we havfe the bombest bungalow on the beach. My friend Nicolle and I have spent the majority of our days eating, sleeping, swimming, and staring out to the ocean, watching the people who pass by our beach.
We went to Koph Phangan for New Years which is its own craziness which I'll get to here soon once I decide to crawl off the porch.
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Do I see a common theme associated with Nicole: The ever-present 'Porch' from which to view and assess life?
Hi Lizzy,
The boys miss you tons.... Sounds like loads of fun & excitement. The boat experience sounds like one I could of lived without...(ha ha). Your Mom is feeling ill and asked to please have you contact her via email with an address, she has something she'd like to send to you. Love you much, love reading about your experiences... glad I just get to hear about some of them... :)
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