Another month passes…. And I am back in Thailand. Having been in Iraq, where things are, well you could say ‘a little tense’ right now, I was looking forward to getting back here.
After one day though, the excitement has worn off.
Arriving at the airport was o.k and I was public side within 20 minutes of landing. I decided to take the coach this time – as I feel safer inside the massive vehicle rather than the little Toyota that my driver hammers down the road – trying to avoid kamikaze bikes and trucks.
It was at the Coach counter where I got my first reminder I was back in Thailand.
Luckily for sleeping beauty here, I had been laying down on the flight here so I wanted to stand and stretch my little dwarf legs. For the 10 mins I waiting nearby, I tried my hardest to muster up a fart and release it in her face.
The Coach service is pretty good. From the airport to HH in just over 3 hours. About as long as it takes my driver – as he usually stops to fill his car up with gas, and his belly up with donuts.
Back in Hua Hin – we headed into town as per usual. There is a new little bar with outside seating which looked quite nice, so we gave it a shot.
One of our favourite pass-times is people-mocking. Similar to people-watching, but as there are some weird people around, we tend to laugh and mock them.
How old do you have to be to ride a bike in Thailand? This ‘kid’ can’t be old enough surely? He couldn’t even touch the floor when riding. I know I struggle sometimes, but this is taking things a little far.
Why have signs up? What’s the point?
So the Chinese are trying to kill us all with their virus’s? Someone asked me how it spreads, and then we saw a Chinese person gob on the floor. I am not sure how it’s spread, but that can’t help?
Lots more people wearing face-masks now. What I don’t understand though, is why they are wearing them on a motorcycle – when they are not wearing a helmet? What is their thought process? Are they thinking ‘to be on the safe-side, I’d better wear a face mask’.. and then ride off into the traffic with no crash helmet? The amount of people I see, with a mask and no helmet is amazing. There is no other word for it than ‘thick’.
The first night was over and we were suitably drunk. We had to meet our Grab taxi and a secret location as they didn’t want to get their arses kicked by the local TukTuk mafia. How dare them Grab drivers provide a safer, more reliable and cheaper way of getting you home?
Day 2 – we were invited to a party at one of Tims friends who owns a little back-street bar. I am not a fan of these little shop house bars. Basically just a room, miss-matching furniture and a pool table. The last time I went there – the people playing pool were all wearing thumb-gloves. Seriously?
I spent half an hour talking to some big fella about how Farrangs in Thailand all think Pool their pool skills are impressing people. I remember when it used to be about the fun. I (still) see blokes playing pool with girls – and not talking to the girl, except for the odd “shot”.. from the other side of the table.
So after my 30 minute rant about how all these ‘serious’ pool players with their own cues, gloves, telescopic sights are all a bunch of losers who are missing the point of being in a bar with a bunch of Thai girls – I find out this guy is the No.1 player of the bar. Oops. I hope he went home and thought very seriously about what I had told him!
A relatively quiet night… so as not to be rough in the morning. I had been looking forward to not being hungover so we could go have lunch at the beach. Nothing we like more than to have spot of lunch whilst watching all the people learning how to Kite-Surf. As we know, learning means going head first into the water every 30 seconds!
At the weekend I am off to the UK for a couple of weeks. Can’t wait. Some interesting stuff planned there.. more on that later.
For now, it’s business as usual in HH. Eat, sleep, repeat…