Phuket Day 2
8/6/5 Saturday
12.00 pm - Outside out hotel room balcony is an voltage transformer tower that zaps and crackles nonstop - I had earlier thought the sound to be rain in the distance. I'm sitting out here trying to catch a little of the midday sun while the magnetic radiation negotiates with my cells to form a malignant mutiny. No worries. I've got Ray LaMontagne on the iPod to wallow me through the shallow troubles of my heart and this sufficiently mitigates any negative impact from the Tesla Tower.
Crackle zing zang
When I'm in places like Phuket and other third-world, tourist-overrun paradise lands, there's always this pain for the place and her natives. Unlike a BigMac, the price of human dignity does change significantly around the world. The disparities on our planet are beyond understanding - how is one to believe that all humankind is equal unless the ways in which we perceive and measure ourselves now are... insignificant?
1.00 am - We're just back from strolling through the party areas of Patong Beach. Its true, what they say about sex & Phuket - there's ALOT of it, and in more forms that I'm used to seeing. It's as if Patong's entire population only comes out at night to party and hook up, and spend their sunny hours locked up in their rooms having sex. No wonder the tut-tut drivers best spend their time following skanks like us around on the streets. They want to take us home to have sex. I think they need to go home and have sex, man.
12.00 pm - Outside out hotel room balcony is an voltage transformer tower that zaps and crackles nonstop - I had earlier thought the sound to be rain in the distance. I'm sitting out here trying to catch a little of the midday sun while the magnetic radiation negotiates with my cells to form a malignant mutiny. No worries. I've got Ray LaMontagne on the iPod to wallow me through the shallow troubles of my heart and this sufficiently mitigates any negative impact from the Tesla Tower.
Crackle zing zang
When I'm in places like Phuket and other third-world, tourist-overrun paradise lands, there's always this pain for the place and her natives. Unlike a BigMac, the price of human dignity does change significantly around the world. The disparities on our planet are beyond understanding - how is one to believe that all humankind is equal unless the ways in which we perceive and measure ourselves now are... insignificant?
1.00 am - We're just back from strolling through the party areas of Patong Beach. Its true, what they say about sex & Phuket - there's ALOT of it, and in more forms that I'm used to seeing. It's as if Patong's entire population only comes out at night to party and hook up, and spend their sunny hours locked up in their rooms having sex. No wonder the tut-tut drivers best spend their time following skanks like us around on the streets. They want to take us home to have sex. I think they need to go home and have sex, man.
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