Sunday, 9 February 2014

Should I stay or should I go?

It was a late night watching the England pack easily deal with a lack lustre Scotland but it gave me time to keep an eye on the holidaymakers and cast some aspersions. Most in the outback Aussie sports bar seemed happy enough to be out of prison and were relaxed suppin ale and casual in their long baggy shorts covering tattooed legs and fake nike flip flops. Most had no tops on so allowing the beer to expand in their blubbery bellies without the hindrance of a shirt. Baseball caps, fags, gold rings and the company of 14 year old Thai girls (not even nice ones - one even had a wonky eye!) seem to be commonplace in this boozer.
The food along the street was thoughtfully being advertised with faded pictures showing what Thai food fusion looks like...the twist being you can have your pad Thai with chips or maybe have what looks to be a battered sausage of dubious meat content on the side....
...I thought long and hard as to what to do....this was supposed to be a paradise island but I was not getting that experience, so I decided to leave in the morning.
On the way to the ferry it struck me that I have biked the 50km around the whole of the island and no-one has shouted hello or acknowledged me when previously on the mainland I was getting friendly shouts and smiles everywhere. I get the feeling that the farang are only tolerated here and it's just about getting the money...why am I not surprised?
Arriving at the port I had just missed the lunchtime boat so it's a look around the town until the next one at 5 going to Ko Pha-ngan...


Previous blog post title inspired by...Radiohead :  EASY : 1 point
A great song off one of the best albums ever...a song written for a world of mass marketing and mass consumption.....no surprises, eh!

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