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Taxi bikes to Tesco Lotus and truck home
... different to Tesco at home. All meat like pork, chicken is piled up loose for you to chose, lots of octopus, shrimp and fish and unusual friut and veg. Got back with all the shopping on the back of an open truck, me and Paul sat on the back, Rog up ...
Bye, bye, Thai from Barry Sheen
... having heard me weeping). Next up neighbour Pia was involved, driving me and Shelley to the nearest medical clinic where I was slightly embarassingly ushered to the front of a large queue before having my wounds disinifected and three stitches put in the gash in my knee. I felt thoroughly sorry for myself once taken back but the silver lining to the cloud that had been the start of our last day in Thailand was that I was exempted from any cleaning taks on ...
Noog Nooch Gardens
... eggs from a street stall that were so yummo! Leigh wouldn't try -wuss. We wandered around for ages, ate some more, Leigh had pork ribs, then we sat at the beach A massive rat ran past us on the steps so I sat down by the water. Leigh taunted me saying the rat would come get me there. We just chilled for a bit watching the used condoms wash against the sand. Aaah we're going to miss you Pattaya! Plan to catch a bus back to Bangkok tomorrow and see some more sights there.
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Away from Bangkok!
... another Gringo ex-pat) who insists on planning every single logistical detail for the night … J
Next morning Rick drops me at Pattaya’s famous beach front (across from the Rabitt Hotel) for a cpl of hours while he runs some errands. Pattaya was a sleepy little fishing village before the American GIs “discovered” it and made it their r&r spot during the VietNam War (Oooops! I meant to say VietNam Conflict. ;-) It was ...
The fish are eating my feet!!!
... beach. Oh, but before leaving downtown Michelle and I talked ourselves into trying out the fish massage or whatever it's called. Basically, you put your feet in a tank full of little fish, and then they swarm your feet and eat off the dead skin and bacteria etc. Basically, we just dared ourselves to put our feet in a tank of fish. It's supposed to be relaxing, but we spent the first 10 minutes freaking out at the weird feeling. Some people say it tickles, ...