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New Years EEEEver ’06

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006

New Years Ever, no E. Stever.
No D. Stever, No Rios.
No Frank V, and No Benos.
no margo
no ‘oh no!!!’
fucked up faces
in far away places
Where am I goin
with no Phil Loewen?
gettin grisly
with no steve leslie
10..9..8.. waitin
without any kaitlin
cant be the bomb
without TOM (wheres Tom?)
No sprouly Sproule, No L.J.
pretend I’m not carin
without any Karen
wanna be a slob,
without any Rob.

Ok, I can’t rhyme anymore names. and Aubrey was too hard. Anyway I missed everyone on New Years. Hope you all had a good one.

On Ko Phan Nang, Everyone gets painted up with this flourescent paint.. so I had to represent. (firework in background..lucky shot)


rep Philly

Went to Had Rin to meet up with my friend Ross (UK) & his girlfriend, and her friend Kate.


New Years Had Rin

New Years was nuts with just thousands of people partying on the beach.
Fire dancers and dance music pumping, Buckets of Thai whiskey and red bull being the drink of choice.


fire dancers new years

2006 in Thailand…crazy shit.

Right now its actually the 3rd of January and I’m in Cambodia. Have to wake up at 5 am to go with our tour guide Brom, for Sunrise over the Temples of Angkor Wat.

Whats it like?

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006

Ko Phan Nang. What is it like you ask. ok..

The main (most busy) part of the island is called Had Rin. Sunrise/Sunset beaches are on Had Rin. The Full Moon party is on Had Rin. Its party central for the island.. I stayed 3/4 of the way from Had Rin to the next ‘town’ called Tong Sala. Its more chill anywhere out of Had Rin, but in Ban Thai beach, where I was, you get the chill, but within riding distance of Had Rin.

Where I stayed were beach bungalows (see below). About 30 meters from the ocean. There were typically about 8-10 people total on the beach during the day.


Ban Thai beach

Really sweet sunsets, and with the tide you could walk out for hundreds of meters waist high or less. Met a group of kids who were travelling together from the UK and South Africa, they had some crazy experience getting their ass kicked by like 40 Thai guys. Even the girl got beat up. There were about 5 of them , each thinking ‘where the fuck are my friends’ getting the shit kicked out of them by like 5 Thai guys. Well, all of them had about 5 guys on them, so they were all fucked. #1 Rule in Thailand….dont fuck with the thai people. at all.

I dont know how they managed to get beat up, I never really had any problems, but of course I follow the rule.

Had Rin during the day is SICK. Huge international crowd, everyone out on sunset or sunrise beach, laying out in the sun or in the water. Aqua green water semicircular cove. Some girls go topless, but not the majority. Alot of the European guys wear speedos, which you get used to. Even some of the guys I see, I’m just thinking ‘Dont come to my country’. cause they would steal all the ladies.

not cause they are hot…

umm..

i feel weird.

hah joking. The people in general are just beautiful, its crazy.

Here is a picture of the place I stayed on Ban Thai beach, Ko Phan Nang Island..


Ban Thai beach bungalows

Oh, sidenote on a ‘scarred for life’ incident I had…
Ok, In thailand, especially some areas, like Ko Samui, there is a huge population of men who dress up as women. And I shit you not, you CAN’T TELL. Ohh.. you think you know, but you have no idea.

Of couse, I assume I can tell, and some of them its is really obvious, but others.. oh.. oh.. scarred.

Here is what happened. I was hanging out with a guy from L.A. who I met on the planeride down. Now, what happens in the bars on Ko Samui, is that Thai women will just come up and talk to you. They will ask you to play pool or ask where you’re from or going to , or whatever, but bottom line, they approach you constantly.

SO, anyway, this chick comes up and starts talking to me, she really cute. So we’re talking for a while and my buddy comes up and is like “No worries, man, its totally cool. Its a woman 100%. Trust me I took a whole bunch of anatomy courses, you can tell by the hips.” And he proceeds to point out / grab her hips. So, I’m convinced. About 30 minutes into the converstion I get a feeling.. just a feeling. That something is not right with this situation. So I happen to glance down to the floor for some reason. and..

MAN FEET.

It was a freakin man.

A freakin man.

I stayed in for 3 nights.

I think I was talking about Ko Phan Nang. whatever.

Ko Phan Nang Tattoo

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006

The roads on Ko Phan Nang are crazy. Even the main road is a dangerous roller coaster ride. You constantly see people wrapped up in white cloth from bike accidents. I saw 3 in the 7 days I was there, plus the guy across the way from me had his nose, the side of his face, his arm, wrist, and leg all bandaged up from a fall the night before I left. People call it the ‘Ko Phan Nang Tattoo.’

Luckily, all I got was a small burn on my leg from my dirtbike’s exhaust pipe. I’ve rode scooters and all before, but not a real motorcycle/dirtbike, but I just got thrown into it. Its pretty easy once you catch on to it. We rode straight across the island, the inland roads being more like rock/gravel/mud hills, so you needed a decent dirtbike to get around. We passed plenty of people on the regular shitty little scooters stuck midway up/down a hill.


motorbikes in Had Rin and Thong Sala

Oh, and check out the GAS STATION…


Ko Phan Nang Gas Station

The road to Had Rin, where the legendary Full Moon Party takes place is a up and down roller coaster with huge hills. Fucking great to ride. But definitely not drunk. Bad idea. We saw some guy flying by us on our way to dinner at a cliffside restaurant. We were in the back of a pickup truck and this guy flys by . Everyone is like ‘holy shit, that guys nuts.’ Then about 2 minutes later I’m like ‘oh, there he is in the ditch.’ The guy lost it and as we stopped the truck to run back and see what happned, I was expecting some serious carnage. Blood and limbs , mabye tie off a turniquet or something. Luckily I had learned this things from the only book I brought on my trip, which is a survival manual written by some nutty ex military guy. So, anyway, I’m ready to salvage bodies, but they weren’t badly hurt. I was with Becky and her parents, so Becky and I help the guy get his bike out of the ditch (French guy..) and he just kinda laughs it off like a dick, when he just almost killed himself and his girlfriend (more importantly). Just then Mike, Becky’s dad, runs up. (Mike is the man and runs a search and rescue team of the coast of British Columbia where he co-ordinates search patterns in a 25 foot Zodiac with twin 200 Hp engines). So, Mike runs up, and he is PISSED. He calls the guy an asshole and tells him to slow down and that he almost killed his girlfriend. The guy just laughs, so Mike socks him in the face. Well, actually, first he asks him ‘do u want this in your face’? and then when the guy continues to laugh, Mike socks him and we all go back in the truck and drive off to dinner.

Anyway, then breakfast the next morning, we see 2 chicks collide bikes right in front of the coffee shop. The one chick is pretty small and gets fucked up, her head smacks the ground and she is bleeding profusely from the head. So, after she sits there for a minute, bleeding all over the street, they put her in a truck and take her off, but not before I run up to make sure I dont have to tie off any turniquets, per the survival handbook instructions. If u tie a turniquet, its a last chance move, and you could lose a limb. Unfortuantly I was of no assistance, since I completely forgot the chapter on Head Injuries. I do however think I could tie a half hitch, or a bowline knot, but we weren’t building rafts or securing anything together, just some petite European chick bleeding all over the tarmac, so I was pretty useless. Maybe next time.