BUDDHIST SHRINE, THAILAND
He must also love us as it’s roses galore
in Bangkok, we're strolling flailing down the Koh San Road under a confetti of
long-stem reds. I present my bunch to the only black gentleman in a club
(this is not to imply that he was the only one who was a gentleman, merely that
he was the only black man in there and was a delightful human being). Don’t
worry mate you’re the ethnic minority but you got a violently-drunk fan in me and now you’ve
got a thorny weapon with which to bat me away (euphemism might be intended). Been in Bangkok for four
days
McDonald's eaten: 4
Local delicacies eaten (does Pad Thai count?): 6
Local delicacies eaten that I haven’t said SAWA DEE
(‘hello’ in Thai you oaf) to again 5 mins later: 0
Hours of daylight seen: 0
Important to gift ourselves with a few days months of high rollin' before we start to slum it, reckon it’s deserved after years of hard saving
(inheriting). Went here
SKY BAR
BED SUPPERCLUB
Hitting Supperclub we stashed our filthy Vans and got ourselves all settled into bed with a bottle of Goose, gawd that baby goes down smooooooth. Wiggled
our way into Model Corner, blame it on the Goose, gotcha feelin' loose (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rfjtpp90lu8). All gettin' low among Bangkok’s finest. Including this
erm... glowing chap who is the star of HIS OWN BOTTLE.... but kissed like he was drinking from one.
Babe, stop kissing me and take your top off.
We are fooling everyone;
everyone’s loving our moves and our chat, even our bare, gnarled hooves are glowing like Achilles' (orright you think of someone with nice feet) in this blue, celestial light. Shit, maybe we BELONG here.
“Excuse me, er
excuse me love? Just because your teeth are white doesn’t mean you’re cool.”
I’m sorry WHAT? It
doesn’t? Huh? The trail of roses at my feet would beg to differ sir, look at
them wilting in the glare of my teeth. Sigh. Back to Maccies where we belong,
come on Ronald babe I’ll buy ya a Strawberry Fanta.
♥
Harry x
