Something to remember about many countries in SouthEast Asia is that pool tables are everywhere, and there is a very good chance the locals are absurdly good. Luckily a pitcher of beer is about 2$ so playing for beer and losing all day is still a pretty cheap way to spend an afternoon.
I apologize for the title, my friend Tom would not stop saying it and so it is now lodged in my head. While I am at it I also apologize for the massive delay in posting, I was on an island without power or internet for a week or so… I’ll tell you about it…
Let me start by saying I love trains. Also Thailand is beautiful. BUT. And this is a big butt, like heavyset Brazilian woman big….
It started out well enough, I was picked up by a guy on a motorcycle at my hostel, and with my backpack on proceeded to ride across town as a passenger on the back of the bike.
Strange thoughts run through your head as you are cartwheeling down rain slicked asphalt at 45kph.
April 24th marks 300 days since I escaped from the barren unforgiving wasteland of my birth, for three hundred days I have enjoyed something known as sunshine, which sadly we do not really have in my country.
I found myself taking a series of planes from Kathmandu to Thailand. For reasons most clearly related to my being an incredibly cheap bastard I ended up with a seventeen hour layover in Kunming, China. Now I know you geography experts out there will point out that I flew in the wrong direction and should…
Ordinarily my posts are fairly short as I generally spend a few hours following monkeys, attending some event, or throwing paint at children before I become dangerously low on caffeine. There is nothing more depraved and unpredictable than a Tim in the midst of caffeine withdrawal.
I awoke to the sound of children laughing outside, soon I would begin to dread that sound, the menace it contained and the deluge it foreheld.
As if that is not the most confusing title in the world. Allow me to explain some of the terms before I start rambling… Maha Shivaratri is essentially Shiva’s birthday, which translates to a few hundred thousand people milling about in a haze of hash smoke to the incessant beat of drums and instruments as…
I woke up the following morning to discover a massive hole in my tooth where the temporary cap should have been, now this hole in my tooth led directly up the nerves into my jaw and presumably to my brain, so I was a touch nervous about it.
What normal people take as warning signs I view as ambiance… He proceeded to stick me with a harpoon sized needle attached to an oil drum…