Bel Aire Resort Phuket Patong

... and trying to make friends. I guess he's had a hard time finding meaningful relationships without feeling like the person ultimately wants something from him in the end. I'm sure it's hard for locals to bond with foreigners and ever feel a genuine relationship, especially a place like Patong where pretty much anything you could ever want is for sale. The stereotype of the much much older man with the cute younger local girl is pretty much everywhere in ...

... with a centimetre for my **** clinging on for dear life! I think my terrified expression as i watched my knees almost collide with other vehicles was visible in his rearview mirrors.. I did see a dog slung on the bag of another scooter so that made me smile and relax for a moment (how does he hold on??) Anyway i arrived safetly at the soi1 guesthouse and the owner 'dave' is american with a great sense of humour and there was a lounge and i shared a female dorm so i got to chat with ...

... I cut it so short could see my baldhead. A few days later we found some dye and dyed what hair I had left, took the shine out of my baldhead. We loved Singapore, did what little tourist stuff they had. Left Singapore by crossing a bridge into Malaysia. Malaysians are 6 inches shorter and wider than Singaporeans they come in several colors, they wear different cloths speak a different language and are Muslim. Looks like something that would eat its young "joking". Some ...

On Sunday (7th) I rode (mountain bike) to Tesco's which is a huge super market to get supplies. According to Kool-i it's 14km away. But it rained... stupidly hard and it felt like an hour ride. Clothes and backpack was wet. Which had my passport and camera. Left them both to dry for 2 days - passport looks like it's 10 years old now, and camera turns on but not going to try ...

... t planning on being back in Phanat Nikhom until just after midnight. Certain events transpired, however, to prevent us from getting back until around 1:30! First, our flight was delayed getting in to Phuket. We didn't take off until 10:30 and we got in to Bangkok around 11:30. Then came the cab.

We managed to find a cab driver willing to take us to Phanat Nikhom in the middle of the night (an hour's drive from the airport) for 700 Baht. We had gone on the same journey for ...

... happened... I was blind. Yes, the evil Rogue had stolen my precious Armani fakes that I'd procured in Zhuhai, China. Capital of the world's best fakes. Go there. You read it here first. They give me a commission, so buy it up. Anyway, I was then faced with the unenviable task of finding a bottle or other bit of broken glass to refract the light into a more reasonable apparition suitable for me to find my way back to my crib, which ...

... Not so much. I did not quite see that in any of the brochures so I guessed it was a one off but then Scott pointed out another couple about a hundred metres away. I think my reaction was "I wanna go home..." so soon enough we returned to the hostel and watched Disturbia ("lamest movie ever"). We stayed in that night and chilled with a few guys from the hostel, was a good night. It was a good night. Good night...