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New Years and bangkok

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Howdy all,
New Years in Honkers was great, hanging with the teale man, making BBQ, drinking Sing Tao beer till the cows come home, watching the teale speciale countdown, was such a great night. After a bit of a recovery the next day with Yum Cha, I couldn't get enough of yum cha in honkers, every place I went to had something that was excellent. Got a little bit of chef nimmo shot, thankyou Teale and P, without you I wouldn't have been able to organise such a well organise shoot ;)

After that it was off to Macau with Teale and Phil, it was great having you guys along, esspecially phil's excellent mandderin interpretation. After seeing the sights, not many to see in Macau, we headed for beer. It was such a mission, I couldn't believe that there was no bars in Centro, so we headed to casino central, walked around a casino, got lost, got kicked outa vip areas sent from one end to the other and back again and decided that going to a all you can drink for $20 bar was the go. After downing a few beers and the happy hour ran out, we soon discovered it was a strip club. funny that when the happy hour runs out the shows begin and the beers quadruple the cost. We decided to leave the place and grab some beers from the 7-11 ( the best place to buy beer everywhere it seems except australia). Ended up in a portugese style quad with a fountain and drank with the locals.

again suffering a hang over, we ended grabing a pork cutlet in a bun for breakfast, apparently famous for its pork in buns, and headed for anywhere that served some kind of coffee. Packing our bags Soph and I left adam and phil to continue to Bangkok.

Not a bad flight, we landed in bangkok greeted with "Taxi, Taxi, Taxi, where you heading, how long you been here?" Hmm after being ripped off in china we grabbed a metred taxi and head off into the city. Now this is where I found bangkok to be one big tourist town, I couldn't believe it, the whole place had that crappy vibe of dumb tourist walking around everywhere and I was there adding to it. Damn, wasn't quite sure how to take it, so we headed to Khao san road to live the travelling dream. To exist in a place completly dodgy, unlike the culture of the place, expensive beer and people wanting you to buy heaps a crap over and over no matter how many times you say no. The only thing going for it, is that its real easy to chat to other travellers, compare who has been ripped off the worse, or whos been the sickest from the local food. Unfortuantly for me the only stories I could tell were some ghost stories, oh well. Although, later back at where we were staying I scared the crap out of another traveller with ghost stories, water started streaming out of his eyes during the juciy bits. Its funny how people react to the super natural. Not to make fun of him, but it spun me out that you could affect people so much through story.

posted by Jamie Nimmo @ 10:54 PM

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