I took the bus from Siem Reap to Bangkok, a full 12 hour journey including a nightmare of a border crossing, 4 hours on a dusty, bumpy, dirt Cambodian road, all in the name of seeing my friend one last time (man, the things i do for people! you know what i'm talking about marco!).
I arrived in the worst place in Bangkok, Koh San Road, rang a few friends that i was meeting there, and went out for the night.
The Worst place in Bangkok!
The next morning, 'the man' arrived. There he was standing on the corner in front of the police station (in trouble again eh? hahahah, j/k) trying to look as cool as possible. I hate to admit it but i was quite glad to see the guy again. Its only been a few weeks but i knew he had stories for me from Koh Samui. And of course, they were all hilarious! Maybe i can con him into making a guest post, but for now, you'll have to ask him yourself. Leave it at, he had "a fantastic time."
Stop inserting strange things into strange places!
That night, after a quick introduction to some of my new British friends, we decided to leave the bar and head off to a proper club and listen to some real music. We went to 'The Club' just down the road and started the night.
Welcome to The Club
Meeting my new mates
Going wild!
Close up of those crazy UK nutters
Refueling at Khao San McDicks!
I knew i would be in trouble when he asked if i wanted to share a bucket. I knew i would be even more trouble when they started putting red bull into it (i hate that stuff). And i knew i would be literally finished when i saw them pour an entire bottle of whiskey into our bucket.
I'm not too sure what happened that night. The music was banging, the lasers were wicked, and the club atmosphere was nuts. At least i think so. only thing i'm sure about was that the dick/chick was pretty bad. Either way, i didn't make it to the toilet, but i did make it to the sink (close enough, c'mon). Apparently some cleaning lady started yelling at me why i couldn't make it to the toilet, but Marco took care of her with a 20 B. Hahaha, thanks again man.
Next morning, feeling not too bad sinced i left most of it in the sink at the club, rang my bud and went out shopping for the day. Damn man! You shop like a woman! Hahhaa.
Fast forward to night time. Met up with the Britons again, this time with some canadians, and warmed up in the bar. Played some pool, which i might add, was doing quite well. Got a chance to play with a cutie too, but wasn't sure if she was a working girl or not. Doesn't matter anyways, left for 'The Club' again, same buckets, same music, bigger crowd, more friends, even better time! This round, i was the one walking home in a straight line (not that he was that messed, but i was quite sober).
ZzZZZzzzZ...looks like its time to leave
Next morning, 7 AM, i get a ring. I was like crap, someone is in trouble. We were all out so late last night (and some of us pretty smashed) that no one in their right mind would be awake at this time unless it was an emergency. So i dragged my sorry ass out of bed and answered the fone.
Of course it was Marco, and the first thing he says to me was, 'Hello?' in his usual devilish ways. Damn man! Its 7 Am in the morning! What do you want? Apparently, red bulls and sleep don't mix very well, even for a guy that has them daily. So i thought, what the hell, its the mans last day in Bangkok, i'll go out with him for a while. Of course that didn't happen. I told him to call me back at 9 and we'll go eat. Instead, i woke up at 11, and found him all nice and relaxed after having a 2 hr thai massage.
Anyways, we finished the day by going out for some last souviner shopping. Now that punk is going home to go on a 'surprise' family ski/board vacation in Austria. Now whats up with that? You finish a 3 month tour of duty in SE asia and go home to an all expenses paid resort vacation? Straight from the sun to the snow. i hope you freeze your ass off! hahahah!
Like i said before, we had good times, we had boring times, we had ok times and we had great times. I'll see you again Marco.
-bk
PS, i still owe you one of these. don't worry, i'll get you one.
And a frog too. You know you want one! hahahah
I still know i'm not crazy for collecting these. Even if i have to carry this for 6 more months.
2 comments:
Aww.. I know u will miss ur friend. But you will be fine :)I miss u! Merry Christmakah! *hugs*
i've got two more coke bottles for you to add to your collection.. dragged them home from vegas.. may even still have coke in them when you get home.. i've been really good.. not drinking any pop! miss you..
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