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It’s just over a year ago that I hung up my backpack and even though this trip was really just a holiday to a country I’d been three times previous there is something strangely liberating slinging it on my back and going to Sydney airport.
I arrived in Bangkoks new ‘Suvarnahumbi’ Airport which had only been functioning for the previous 6 days in a Capital which itself had just witnessed a military coup two weeks ago. As expected Thailand was functioning normally although the airport was still undergoing some quite significant cosmetic adjustments. I was actually surprised to find the new airport open as Thaksin Shinawatra (PM) had previously staked much of political reputation on the airport being ready after the first opening date elapsed that it should surely it would have added weight to the coup had the airport not been open in time. Thai pride however does not stem their democratic system but their King and whatever western nations may think about the removal of a democratically elected PM his landside elections were only a reflection of available options and not his popularity or very questionable business/political integrity.

Thai Tales

Stucros
2006-11-13 10:59:29

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Biesty, Danny and John friends from London arrived the next day but with no mobile or internet service at had tien we struggled to contact them and it was only by actually making the trip over to had rinn that we finally caught up to find them suitable partying way - although it was great hearing their deviant tails I could take myself away from the peace and tranquility of the sanctuary just yet……. I had to waet to the draw of the moon.

The Moon is big business in Thailand so much so that perhaps in a few years we’ll see 1/14th moon parties but for now they are stuck with full/half and black which equates to a party a week.

We were hoping by some reciprocal lunar logic that
half moon would be twice as good as the full moon. Set in the jungle the party was always going to be hard to get back from (boats at 5am are not easy to come by) and with everyone one we knew already departed we made an impulse decision to leave The Sanctuary and stay in Had Rinn. Coming with us Sarah and Kylie who thus far only met us in the context of the sanctuary (and I think we won the Pepsi challenge with their Whistler sh!t). Rendezvousing with the London guys, we had a few buckets and shakes before commandeering a taxi as our chariot. Alas there was one too many so keys opted to hang on the back of our pick up truck (check out the photo). Thankfully the Half Moon did follow our reciprocal lunar logic with a great venue banging tunes. Quickly tempted by the night time tattoos I decided to get ‘Om’ symbol somehow reasoning that the base of life would see over my night of debauchee. Keys then disappeared to get a big sun painted on his chest. It’s funny but I guess knowing us for a day or so in the confines
of the sanctuary where I do yoga everyday and keys disappears and meditates we’re perhaps not the first people that would spring to mind as candidates for jumping on a stage and going for it……. But that seems to be where and who we are - for now at least!

The next day I left Koh Pha Ngan and Keys to spend sometime on Samui with biesty and the guys. Although it prove to be a bit of an anticlimax - The Thai ladies (or lady boys) prove a constant barrage of E’llos and while providing some entertainment as to which where male and which weren’t but it does get a bit much. Shopping is great but and the haggling which starts as fun quickly becomes a tedious affair not wanting to back down on the equivalent of 1gbp just because that would mean them ripping you off.
Great seeing Keys, Biesty and The Sanctuary again! Hopefully I will see them all soon