Blanket & Bean Inn
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... t-shirts everywhere - though I bet for a lot less than she paid!!
25. You can literally wear anything you like and fit in here. Though you won't catch me in a pair of baggy pants!!
26. I write too much in blog entries and mustn't do this again!
27. I write too much in blog entries and mustn't do this again!
28. I write too much in blog entries and mustn't do this again!!
Anthony & (with much ridicule!!) ...
... to see the backs of my eye lids. I ended up sleeping in phases...10 minutes here, 30 minutes there. I'd kick a leg in the air or smack myself in the face. Those two things usually woke me up. But the last one, I swear it was Nana who woke me up. My mom gave me her cross that was blessed by the priest at her funeral before I left.She told me to keep it close by so I did. Boy was it close by and quite the close call. The plane began ...
... to share. It was so fun. There were several live thai bands and they could really sing! One of the bands across the street played one of our favorite
songs by the red hot chili peppers. We looked at eachother thinking"this is just too perfect."
A few minutes later, we started trekking down the street again. Lauren had wanted to buy a pair of some flowy Thai capris but hadn't had any luck on Khao San. She did find them ...
... he told me that student enrollments were down by an unprecedented amount - and he would have to let one teacher go. Then I asked him, "Why me?!" He told me it was because I was the last teacher to be hired. (Actually I wasn't, but that's another matter.) I also mentioned to him that we have a couple of older teachers who have been contemplating retiring for some time - so had he asked them of they might be interested in finally taking retirement? His ...
... Street is lined with stalls selling all sorts of paraphernalia that would make an Anne Summers Party look like a Sunday School meeting. If that wasn't off putting enough, we spent the little time we were there dodging the herds of forcefully seductive 'women' literally selling themselves and their services. Imagine how much female attention David Beckham might get walking into The Folly on Thirsty Thursdays; double it, that's how popular we were. Jokes ...