As I mentioned in my last post, I had no clear vision for what I would do in South East Asia – or even what the major ‘tourist attractions’ were within each of the countries. I knew Vietnam for its war, Cambodia from a Dead Kennedys song, and Thailand for its world-famous ladyboys. Today? I could tell you the best place to get a Vietnamese visa in under two hours, recommend coffee shops in Phnom Penh, and have seen enough breast implant scars on ladyboys to last a lifetime.
On the eve of the Full Moon Party I took my camera out for an hour while everyone was waiting until midnight to head to the beach. This is what happens when you stick a camera in people’s faces after they’ve been drinking for a few hours. Some of these people I know …and some I don’t. With some I remember a state they are from, a school they go to, or a random conversation we had.
The party itself went until at least 8am – there were still people dancing on the beach when I needed to walk back to my hostel and sit down.
Since I haven’t done a great job of writing anything lately, it seemed like a good idea to throw some new pictures up. Some are better than others and all could use better descriptions – but it may fill in some of the last five days.
$30 Beer Buffet sounds like a wonderfully terrible idea.
Rambo doesn’t mess around
Sat here for a bit and read.
…my place isn’t nearly as nice.
This is where memories go to die.
