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Trying to save for a return visit in six months or so. The flight prices seem to be much more expensive this year around £500 for a flight with one of the middle eastern airlines and over £600 for a direct flight with a decent airline, real kick in the teeth.
Anyway here's part two. Hopefully I have enough posts now to move into the memebrs section.
Day 3
Woke up this morning with a hang over and stubled into the bathroom all bleary eyed. Knew I was in a bad way when I splashed mouth wash on my face thinking it was my aftershave. Said goodbye to my companion from the night before and sent her off trotting down the corridor making a 'clack, clack, clack' sound in her heels. Met Scrappy in the bar downstairs who looked worse than me and asked why I smelt of Listerine.
Went across the road to the Yorkshire Inn for breakfast and had a full English which hit the spot and I started to feel human again, still had a minty fresh smell about me though. Next around to the Ex-Pat to register for the Hash run, found Simbo and paid up the entrance fee feeling a little unsure and apprehensive about what exactly was going to happen as this my first run. Scrappy was along for ride too and was also a Hash virgin.
Onto the bus and 45 minutes later we arrived in the middle of nowhere and looked like a scene from Close Encounters of the Third Kind. A load of other people turned up in various forms of attire, some drinking beer. Great I thought it can't be that hard if people are drinking beer. As the run started we headed off into the jungle and were running at a steady pace, the first part of the run was like a Monty Python sketch with those runners who'd been on the beers before hand stopping frequently to releave themselves in the bushes. Despite Scrappy's poor eyesight and sense of direction he's quite a fit a lad and soon left me behind, I wasn't worried though as he'd soon get lost or trip over something giving me a chance to catch up. After 20 minutes I was sweating like a Nun in a brothel and had managed to catch up with Scrappy who was picking himself up from the floor after a fall. Completed the remainder of the run together, my guess about 6 miles in total. It was hard work and ended with a river crossing, at first I thought someone was taking the piss as I was one of the new guys but no, the trail did indeed go through the river. With mobile phone held high above my head I waded through cursing that I was wearing my new Nike Air trainers. At least it got rid of the smell of Listerine!
Many beers later and we caught the bus back to Patong and carried on the drinking into the evening, spent about an hour or so in MTB playing Connect 4before heading off around the Soi's on Bangla to look for take out.
Day 4
Decided to head down to Karon Beach today to find some big waves. Had the bright idea of hiring a couple of motorbikes forgetting that Scrappy had never ridden a motorbike in his life. Breifly thought about letting him get on the back of mine but decided it would be much more fun to watch him try and ride one on his own. I gave him a brief overview of the controls and told him to remeber to put the side stand up before setting off, which he didn't. Off he wobbled down the road side stand down looking terrified. I caught up with him, pulled him over and got him to put the stand up before it had him off. Decided it was probably better he was in front that way if he had any braking issues he wasn't going to crash into me. He looked like a fish out water on the bike and wouldn't go above 15 kmh. A 10 year old local boy on his pedal cycle went past laughing and pointing so I decided to take the lead increase the pace.
Spent a couple of hours on Karon Beach doing some body boarding, the waves were very big 10-12 feet high I reckon. Fell off the top of a wave on the body board and came crashing down hurting my back so called it quits and sat on a sun lounger watching a couple of very attractive western girls with great tans playing paddle ball. To my amazement after 10 minutes they took off their bikini tops and went in for a quick swim! They came back out and just stood on the sand 15 metres in front of me talking, they were then joined by a third girl also topless! Descreatly placing a towel on my lap I carried on watching hoping they would start kissing and rubbing sun tan lotion all over each other. Kicked myself for bringing the camera!
After another slow journey on the bikes back to Patong I decided to go fo a massage (proper one) and left scrappy trying to park his bike. My legs were stiff and aching like mad from the Hash run the day before and I wanted a Thai massage to sort them out. I walked past Kristins and threw a right down one of the Soi's. A cute girl came up to me a tried dragging me into her parlour, great I thought this will do. I said to her "I need a massage." "Good I can do, 250 baht" she replies. All going well. "I'm very stiff and need nice massage" I inncocently say. "I can do also, you think I'm pretty?" she replies with a smile on her face. Realiseing what I'd just said I tried to correct myself "No, I'm not stiff like that... although you are very pretty my legs are stiff and I just need a massage to make me feel better." She didn't understand "Yes I make you feel better I promise, not stiff after I can take care." She was very enthusiastic so I just gave up and went inside, I did manage to get a Thai massage in the end which sorted me out a treat.
Went out around Bangla in the evening and repeated the previous nights proceeding... beer, black death, looking at women, beer, connect 4... etc. Went to the Pizza place at the top end of Bangla at about 2 o'clock for scooby snacks and then into Taipan for late night drinking a women. Things got a bit hazy from here on in... managed to get back to hotel about 4 o'clock with a friend and was asleep by ten past! The late nights were catching up on me...
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