Hua Hin and all things lovely
After Bangkok, on the bus ride the sight of grass lulled me to the fact that I am a country boy.
If there is no grass I care not to walk.
Hua Hin is a beach town that was a welcome retreat from the pace of Bangkok, and the locals here all seem to have a negative image of Bangkok as well.
I was reading on the balcony of my room and got locked out, and proceeded to climb the ledge from the second floor to find an exit. The alley was trapped on both side. I climbed back up and yelled for help, and the front desk lady let me in.
Tags: Thailand, Laos, Vietnam 2006
bumwaiter
Hi John, It looks like you found a first world computer in a third world country. Your comments were well written and very interesting. Makes me want to share in the adventure. Hope you have a camera to share the images. Last night was halloween in Mill Valley, you remember Sycamore, the kids, yes and life goes on here. Your trip reminds me of my first time across europe on a moped. All the way to Spain from Holland and the to Italy, 49cc’s all the way. Are there youth hostels where you are, can any of the locals speak english and remember when in Rome- well you know the rest! We will try to reply to all incoming, have fun. Martin and linda
So the true John is coming out…a true blue country boy! I am enjoying your stories..I feel as though I am right there with you (your such a clever writer). Remember explore, explore, explore! As for me, I long to sit by a fire and sip cider at my house…christmas will sneak up on me eventually. Thinking of you! Love Linds
Lovin’ your blogs John. Keep ’em coming