Sarisa, and Sarisa’s Place
My dirt cheap bungalow was called Sarisa’s place, and throughout the two days I was there, Sarisa and I found refuge in each other. We talked Buddhism, tourism, love, life. She is the first person to truly touch me thus far. My last morning I sat and had my fruit yogurt and coffee and chatted her up. I thoroughly enjoyed her company and walking out of the ocean only to see her smiling back at me.
Tonight is the reason I am on the island, the infamous full moon party. 5 to 10 thousand tourists flock every month to party like a rock star at Haad Rin beach. I plan to stay about 2 miles outside of Haad Rin as hotel prices on the beach next to the party double for the party.
I am sad to leave Sarisa and wonderful Bon Chaluk. Tonight will be the things of dreams, and I look forward to the many people I shall meet today. Bon Chaluk has given me my bearings, and I take them, strongly, to the full moon party.
Tags: Thailand, Laos, Vietnam 2006
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