in a seaside town…

14 hours of travel and a chicken pecking at my feet since my last blog entry, I arrived in Ko Phag-nan: famous for The Full Moon party – basically a giant rave on a beach where everyone paints themselves strange colours and wakes up in the sea with no shorts or a passport. The ferry ride was pretty much a prologue to the once serene and beautiful place: there was 1 Asian on it. I spent most of the journey cautiously watching melodrama unfolding over a seat… a Frenchy/Romanian guy had put his feet up to help him sleep and this group of Irish people decided one of their mates *had* to sit in the seat occupied by his feet otherwise the world as they knew it would implode. The chap politely explained he was very tired and there were plenty of other seats they could sit in, but they obviously mis-heard him as saying “this is war”. Some Scots sitting at the back of the ferry were so offended that this man had feet they marched to the front of the boat and exclaimed

“Oi, moi Oirish Chief. Way’re a coople of CELTS (aren’t they extinct? and Welsh?) and way woont starnd fer dis insult. Ef a foight staarts, we’re roight behin’ you!”

6 thugs against 1 sleeping man with feet. I love fair fights.
The poor man took the hint and moved to the back of the boat to have an uncomfortable, neck-cramping sleep and leaving the Irish to sit in the seat. Which they didn’t.

Once the journey was over I immediately ran into Austin the Canadian from Canada. I later discovered all the tourists were British and all the travellers are Canadian. I also discovered there are loads of dalmations on this island, which I found odd.

Ko Pha-Ngan only has electricity in the evenings in a lot of places. and their toilets don’t have flushes. Hmm

Remember I told you about the Ghandimobile? It’s pants. We rode in the cargo-section of an open topped van on a CLIFF EDGE – WAAAAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! (we’re fine, mum :) )

Then I went midnight swimming and met this really creepy lady who was quite nice, but turned out to be a statue :(

Side thought: Listen to a Rodian from Star Wars then listen to a Thai conversation and you’ll see they’re speaking the same language, just one is more sped up.

Side thought 2: everyone rent the movie Intermission.

3 Comments

  1. Heh, sounds brilliant man, your mum was saying you met Soloman? That must have been randomized. I met ‘David’ ~ he used to be in your form I think and had a birthmark on his face and had the I.Q. of a stuffed sloth with one limb. Anyway, he’s now FAT, and has an EAR-ING (so fashionable) and has a tattoo of something crap on his arm. It’s funny how you manage to recognize people you haven’t seen for 6 years… Hope all is well, the sunset photo is awesome. Say hi to your dad too!. You look like you’re having a kickass time. :D All the best, ~ Jules.

  2. hi loving the diary man, you know when something doesn’t look right and i want to spell diary dairy? confusion!!!!!!!
    i want to go to thailand and am thoroughly envious and vexed…..love flo

  3. hi loving the diary man, you know when something doesn’t look right and i want to spell diary dairy? confusion!!!!!!!
    i want to go to thailand and am thoroughly envious and vexed…..love flo

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