Heading to Chang Mai
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We took an overnight train to our next destination. I am going to let the pictures and videos tell most of the story, but it is a memorable experience. We took over one of the cars, and we were constantly being fed beers and alcohol by a hilarious Thai woman with very little access to Dental care, and an either mildly retarded Thai version of Costello from Abbot and Costello, or just a pudgy fat dude with no teeth, who’s pants kept falling off. They were a comedy duo that I loved so much and was the only one that really appreciated them. We were interrupted by a drunk group of Thai people with a guitar and I started dancing with them, wondering if they are part of the train system put there as a tourist attraction, or maybe they ride the train every night like traveling Gypsies singing and acting crazy and drunk, or coincidentally seem to be on every train since we were told about it before. There was a party train next to us, and we met backpackers from all over the world. We passed around a book called “1000 personal questions” to use as a conversation starter, and there was some impromptu speed dating thing, everyone kept switching seats and hanging out and we were getting to know each other better.
The Canadians I am sure deep down have a personality, but its really hard to see it. They seem to be obsessed with spending their lives making sure nobody confuses them as an American. The Australians are fun. But are easily offended, and will let you know it right away! They love drinking, and its hard to keep up with them, but they are really great and they really help shape the dynamic of the trip. Oh and they also hate being called “The Australians” and being lumped together under one flag, but without stereotypes and judgments how are you supposed to form opinions?
We finished our day in Bangcock, and I was glad to get the hell out of there. We made a stop in Changri La to a white temple, and I was at this point all templed out! As much as I try to respect religions it all sounded way too silly. There were monkeys with ten heads; pink elephants that decided where to build temples, and the gods stealing cupcakes from the spirits, and the spirits stealing back. I feel like the stories are so ridiculous, you have to believe they were true because no one could make up something so weird. However, if you think about it, the Bible and its stories, are just as silly, if you take it apart. At least it involves people.
We had an eighties party that night that was really fun. We had to go to a shop to find some costumes to wear and everyone danced and got crazy. The group was getting sexually frustrated, and the guys were trying to hook up but since all we do is talk to each other all day so you are basically insuring everyone knows what you are doing. This has two separate consequences, First off you might be tethered to that person for the rest of the trip, which would leave other options off the table, second of all there is no privacy and discreetness. So the combination of the desire to want to have a vacation hook up and good story, and being in close proximity with the opposite sex, and the general raging hormones of the group is creating an interesting underlying aura below the friendships.
Maybe I am spoiled by living in LA but the girls on this trip seem to have exceptionally small breasts, I myself am not a big breast man, but if you were, you would see better breasts on some of the men here. My travel agent told me on these trips you have the “Summer camp syndrome” where day 1 you are like “I am stuck with a group of fives and sixes, but as time progresses and desperation sets in, they start looking like sevens and eights, and you decide to jump right in, only to look back on your vacation photos and wonder “what the hell was I thinking?” This may seem shallow and superficial, but that’s the world we live in. Girls spend their entire lives trying to make themselves look “good” while the ultimate compliment you can give a girl is “you are so beautiful” so if the truth bothers you, you should not be reading my blog.
I was not going to hook up in this trip only because I am not willing to settle and the only two girls that I had my eye on, seemed more interested in getting continuously poked in the eye, than have anything to do with me in a physical sense.
You need to try to be very tolerant and cool on these trips, for if you start getting annoyed, its going to continue to get magnified and drive you crazy for the rest of the trip. Thank god the only issue so far I am having is one of the guys has the most annoying laugh I have ever heard in my life, and to my luck, this guy loves life, and loves to laugh. I feel like sitting him down, telling him every depressing story I have ever heard, remind him of his mortality, explain to him the statistically low chance of him ever finding a girl, and give him something to cry about. With my luck, his cry will be even worse.
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