10% Jerry Garcia
10% Justice John Stevens
5% John Irving
5% Cow Bell Guy at Shea Stadium
10% NYC
5% that burrito guy
5% heretic
15% nostalgia
5% James Joyce
10% DJs
5% red wine
5% substances
2% powders
3% pills
5% tigers
Make sense to you.
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Of all my pics in Thailand, I got to lead with this one.
Tiger Kingdom is about 15 miles north of Chaing Mai, a major city in northern Thailand. There is ample debate among the western crowd as to whether these tigers are hopped up on xanax, but in the end, I must admit that I put the animal morality questions on the backburner for a chance to hug and hang with a few tigers. Heaven!
in the coming days, once I return to NYC and back to suburban New Jersey to look for work and get responsible I will surely inundate this page with all of the meandering thoughts I have as I sit here in Saigon on day 137 of 139. Presently the whole idea of looking back at my travels, the experiences, the people, its hard not to romanticize the journey. If I did not do it, I knew I’d regret it. And now that I’ve done it, I regret nothing and am proud of myself and happy to return to whatever life will bring me in the States.
All I can say for sure at this time is that the hardest decision I had to make the past five months was the decision to put life on hold and get the fuck out on the road. Once your life consists of a bag on your back and a ‘choose your own adventure’ situation every morning, its all very simple.
One last night in Saigon begins now. See all you NYCers soon!
I’ve tried to summarize over at Travellerspoint the experience I had last week living in treehouses in the northern Laos jungle. Perhaps the highlight of my trip so far. I won’t be able to sift through the pics and videos until I get home but for now, I’ll steal this guys youtube video, it does a good job of showing the zip lines. Oh and here is a pic of the tree house….its been upgraded slightly but you can get the jist.
There are none on the streets. But I have inferred that extermination comes in the form of fine cuisine.
Well I have only been here for 10 hours, but so far, I love this city.
I just saw a guy’s leg get broken in a Muay Thai Boxing match. Ringside. With people waving around money and gambling, ala Bloodsport. If you dont know what Muay Thai Boxing is check this.
its hard to keep the blog going these days. But here is my attempt to summarize the chronology of the last two weeks. The more interesting details and my thoughts on the Thais in general will wait until I’ve seen more of the country.
there are 1,500 7-11s in Bangkok, and yet I cant find a fucking slurpee. I’ll chalk it up to America’s cultural superiority.
So I spent four hours in Chatuchak Market, the largest market in Thailand and one of the largest in the world….over 35 acres. You’d think my whole lawyer background would make me suitable for the necessary haggling but honestly its such a pain in the ass and the philanthropist in me sees a difference of 75 cents and thinks it means a lot more to these people than to me. The fact that westerners come here thinking that everything needs to be negotiated down 70% off of the quoted price is annoying to me. Yes I do not care about the money when its literally the difference of a buck. Not to mention the fact that anything purchased here is already about 80% cheaper than what you’d see in America, to squeeze it down to 85% seems overkill. Its not that I do not negotiate, you have to, its just how far do you want to push.
Note to self: stop buying t-shirts. So many effing t-shirts.
New Zealand traffic jam.
