Trip Start Feb 06, 2005
42Trip End Jul 2005
Hooray for Dutch people. I managed to meet one on the bus to Khao Sahn road, and after finding a shoebox to stay in, met up with him for a beer. At 10 in the morning. All day I planned to go back to my room, but somehow being in a place with real bars and cheap alcohol was overpowering.
The next morning found me all the way across the city in a random penthouse, still sleep-deprived and surrounded by people I didn't know. I distinctly remember thinking "hey, if this is the 1st night, the rest of this trip's going to be awesome!". I headed back to Khao Sahn, remembering that the Dutchie was meeting me at midday. With only enough time to change clothes I was back on it.
At some point I got back to my room and slept. When I woke up I realised that I was sober. An unhappy situation, but before I rectified it I admitted to myself that my bank account and kidneys probably couldn't take much more of this place, so I quickly booked a bus to Kho Phangan before I left for my breakfast of beer.
Thus I escaped Khao Sahn's clutches. Tis an evil, evil place. But fun.