Thursday, April 19, 2012

Don't see the Hangover 2

Tonsai is a hippie beach in the South of Thailand. The hippies come equipped with fisherman's pants, light draw string affairs that pillow from the waist in earth tones. The fishermen of Thailand prefer a poly-thorine/lycra blend for the fabrics quick drying or a simple high-cut speedo for optimum mobility in and out of the boat. I am saved from the cross cultural obligation of purchasing a pair of Thai "fisherman's" pants due to a friend years back gifting me with a pair. Thanks Hamish.

The hippies come equipped with beards much greater than mine. Long time followers will no doubt wince at my approach of this sore topic again. But why do theirs grow so proud and even and mine only find its legs under my chin, along my neck. Why Does the hair at my jawline radiate away from my face like rays from the sun? I will need to be granted strength to bring this beard all the way home to show you.

The hippies come equipped with rope and harness, with chalk in bag and tape for fingers. The hippies like to go up. They walk around the cliffs that cut this beach off from the mainland and make the peninsula a defacto island and study it at dusk. They put their hands above their head and imagine where they could put their fingers in the wall. I sit in an alcove with a tall Leo beer purchased at the corner store offering the cheapest drink and watch the water. I will be friendly the first chance I get. It is beautiful here sitting at the bottom of the rock and I would welcome their company. They are only here to become better acquainted with the rock wall though, not me.

The hippies come with money. The afford the most expensive drink prices at the nicest hippie bars at the edge of the water. Yes the pillows are free but the Leo's are almost double. Shouldn't they be in this alcove with me? Don't the two dozen pictures of Bob Marley feel a bit contrived to them? I can't help but feel like Bob would be embarrassed. Bob would be in the alcove with me I think.

Overnight bus to Bangkok in one hour. I'm going to go stock up on imitation Oreos.

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