Now I’m back in the land of smiles.
- the cicadas sing
- the heat is even hotter
- the king is everywhere
- every 50m there is a 7 Eleven
- the cook-shops sizzle
- the Thais speak in singsong
And finally there are Jackfruits! I have not seen my favorite fruit since Beijing. In Bangladesh, it is even the national fruit, but it was not in season.
In Thailand it’s always season (-;
After 2 months of India I’ve become hard-nosed. I’m a real anti-social! I have to get used again to the omnipresent Thai smile. And just so to greetings, please, thank you, traffic rules, trash cans and going to the toilet.
Alcohol and other drugs are glorified and so is fucking. It is sometimes not a pretty sight.
- beer for breakfast
- rowdy guys
- 10 o’ clock beer
- half-naked, slutty girls
- lunchtime beer
- hemp shirt hippies
- beer in the afternoon
- silly hat wearers
- beer after four
- Full Moon Party T-shirt wearers
- beer bucket in the evening
I am by far the most self-opinionated misfit. That is to say, I feel like a misfit on Khao San, all the more.