WHEN IN BANGKOK…
So in real life, I should be packed and ready to get down to Hua Hin for some quality beach time, but in bangkok life, I am here.
The Hangover 2 MUST have been based on true stories. Otherwise, nothing would make sense of my life right now.
Last night at some point, I was holding three plastic bags in a cab ride home. A bag of fried chicken, a bag of sticky rice, and a bag of my friend’s vomit.
Last week at some point, I was at a show that involved ping pong, magic flower, balloons, candles, and … that female thing.
And on other days and nights, I will just leave it up to the wonderful world of imagination. It did involve Chang, thai massage, some greens, and lots of laughter.
I would write more… but I think I should go lay down. Staying relatively healthy is important.