Thailand six

bangkok with friends from home is very fun. i had about six kids looking out for them on koh sam road as i drank buckets on the street. to the first kid that saw them... one coca cola. tuk tuk racing, clubbing in bangkok with fellow mustache supporters (last picture), stage diving, lady boys, blasting people with water guns, more street food, what a whirlwind.

headed out on an airplane to phuket, where we will take a boat to koh phi phi in the bottom southwest of thailand. we are staying in phuket for a day before we head out to the islands. i feel like eddie murphy in trading places, like the fresh prince in his first week in bel air. i have traded in my bungalows for resorts, my smelly mold towel for a plush fluffy robe. i have taken my first hot water shower and used my first piece of toilet paper in six weeks. i should feel like a king but i feel like a poser. i have looked through the gates of these resorts for weeks with disdain and now i cannon ball in their pools. it will take me a few days to get used to but it is worth being with some of my favorite people in the world.

the new year is in full effect. the story behind the water is that you are cleaning yourself of the last year and welcoming a new. the festival lasts for four days. last night was the biggest water fight i have ever seen, there was not a soul that wasnt soaked. something about shooting a lady boy in the face and watching them transform back into a man is quite an experience. maybe the best party i have ever been to. we fought in many battles, everyone wins in this war. ice water is the key. in one battle, six of us took out thirty some koreans with ice water filled super soakers in the middle of the street. the ran away like godzilla was hot on their tail.

phuket is a combo meal of myrtle beach, daytona beach, hell, and virginia beach. this placed is infected. there are enough arm band tattoos here to wrap around the world three times. red necks from the entire world have gathered to smoke cigarettes, share their crazy motorcycle stories, and lather their saggy bodies with loads of tanning oil. get me the hell out of here.