Photographs

Well, I did it, i figured how to get photo's on the net...

That bath was in the mankiest scummiest club i've ever been in in me life, it was rank! but very cheap so we stayed there til the sun rose!... who needs cleanliness when you're having an all-nations drinking competition?

a) what the hell's a bath doing in a nightclub?
b) who uses it?
c) why are there pink stains?

And here are me and the fellow CELTA survivors post-course and quite hungover i think, our smiles hide the horror... the horror! of the course.

Well, me and han are just bumming around in bangkok at the moment. She's got a job in kuala lumpar at a very good school, and i've just been offered an interview here in bangkok with the same company, so fingers crosssed!! i really, really need some sort of incoming into my bank!

We're staying slap bang in the middle of koh san road at the moment - a mecca for backpackers and fuckin' FREAKS! (or are these one and the same??) there was one guy entertaining us for dinner last night, we were eating outside and he was dancing on the street... i say dancing, more like... moving, very slowly, to no music (well, i am SURE there was music in his own little head), and smiling a lot and completely oblivious to the world around him, i am thinking that maybe acid may have come into the equation somewhere, whatever, it was very interesting to watch!

He was nothing to what i saw on arrival here, i got here at 6am, and i've never seen so many lady-boys! (not that they're a common occurence in westcliffe on portland). There was one drunken english lad who obviously had the worst case of beer goggles i've ever seen in my life, his arm was proudly round the tiny waist of what was clearly a she-man (although she did have massive breast implants... this english lad looked chuffed as nuts to be with 'her', i would have paid to see his face when he found out! i'm sure he wouldn't have been chuffed at the nuts he found later, (boom boom). I also had to step over lots of people lying out for the count on the pavement, and when i had my breakfast at 7am, tea and toast, in the same cafe sat next to me was a very drunk german bloke and an english bloke sharing their last beers of the 'night' and talking very loud complete and utter bollox. Made my breakfast interesting, and also made me think 'oh my god, that's what i must look like at 6 in the morning after a 'big one', scarey.

Me and han are off to 'The Great British Pub' on silom road to meet david from lancashire for pie 'n' mash tonight... nothing like immersing yourself in the asian culture whilst you're over here is there??