Here is an extensive list of things I really must do today:
Good isn't it?
So glad to have time off because I've worked every day since arriving back in Bangkok on February 21st, and before that in blighty I worked every day. Dedication to a task is something that's never really suited me, so feeling quite pious at the moment. Won't last though.
Had a few beers with Pete and Bart in the Black Swan last night. It's an english style boozer which sells hearty english food like fish and chips, toad in the hole etc. I had a few pints of Guinness to add an irish flavour, and we set the world to rights as only half-drunk blokes can.
Fig 1: A pint of Guinness. Note the previous glass and remains of Pete's fish and chips in the background. Also note telly screen showing the Liverpool v Man U match - a true british experience.
High point from the week past: the BBC item about the bloke having his underpants shredded by a marauding kangaroo. I loved that. Apparently he was obliged to wrestle the thing out of his house when it crashed through his window onto his bed in the wee small hours. First off, he and his missus just hid under the covers (imagine the conversation that went on) but it moved towards the kids' bedroom so a rather one-sided fight began. Eventually, bloody but undaunted, the beast hopped off back into the bush, presumably still clutching the remains of the guy's y-fronts. Most amusing.
Low point from the week past: putting deposit on motorbike(Yay!) then beig told it won't be here till late April(Ouch). Also wifey's reaction to said purchase was not pretty.
In other news, I now have a brand new passport with visa. Must try to keep this one dirty. This one has a rather better photo than the last, although I was told to remove my glasses as they had gone dark from the sunshine. Sorry to mention the weather again.
Speaking of the weather, gosh it's hot here. Next month is supposed to be the hottest time of year. For Buddhist new year, they have a festival called Songkran in which they all throw water at each other, but I'll be on the platform at that time. I'm told it's impossible to go out anywhere and not get drenched so I'm unhappy about missing it. Maybe I'll be here for the next one though eh?...
Actually I've exaggerated by suggesting I'm doing nothing today - I have to go to the supermarket. That's about one mile of walking on baking hot concrete, passing the occasional foul-smelling drain, several blokes waving porn at me, tuk-tuk drivers offering cheap lifts via their cousins' shops, stalls selling all sorts of tat, fake dvd's, fake shirts, fake hats and three or four elephants. Then I get to wander round the (thankfully air conditioned) shop before running the same gauntlet, this time with 20 kilos of skimmed milk, breakfast cereal, tins of soup and bottled water in my groaning rucksack. Not very relaxing but at least I'm off work. Think I might train for an hour in the gym as well, if I have the energy left after shopping. More later...
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