Regardless, you have to respect someone who has the balls to pull some cat burglar shit like that off, but I have to wonder if the would-be Winona Rider would have gone through with it knowing that it would screw up There is the New Here? Surely this creep is following the blog by now, don’t you think?
Anyway, I lost the camera but only a few days of photos so in the end it all worked out. I mean I still have my health, right? Oh yeah, I forgot I was sick. Nevermind.
3/22
Somehow in the midst of becoming fiercely ill I was able to fit in a Thai cooking class. I made 6 dishes and all were awesome.
I had to eat alone, however, as it was a private class. Apparently we were supposed to invite friends to join after, but all my friends had already left town.
But who can stay sad when they realize they are the next Bourdain? Friends at home- get ready for some delicious dishes on me.
Sick. Deathly. Spent the day on a bus and the night curled up on a hotel bed in the middle of
My visa photo to get into
I spent the next two days on a slow boat along the Mekong from Northern Laos into the town of
Basically we just chilled out all day and talked on the boat
And of course there was lots of cards. Anyone know the game Shithead? Brits seem to love it. I have played it more times than I can count on this trip.
Kids came on to sell food a few times each day. Let me guess, it’s to raise money for your basketball team? Yeah right children.
Still, the selection was great. Cookies, chips, soda, fruit and even beer! If you plan to make your fortune selling Peanut M&Ms on the F train this summer, take note.
Hipsters are so fucking committed to their style it boggles the mind. It was pushing 100 degrees and this guy was rocking tight jeans and a flannel like it was a crisp fall day. Hey, at least you knew EXACTLY where he stood on the issues. Yes on music and cheap beer, no on everything else.
Luang Probang was amazing. It is a
Even the signs were cute. This one says Abbie Barret with her hair in a bun crossing the road.
There were lots of day trips to waterfalls, most of which involved me getting friendly with the locals.
But the best was the party scene. All the bars closed at midnight on the nose. The only place open late serving booze was the freaking bowling alley! Can you believe it? So every night when things got going and they shut down the town, all the backpackers would pile in tuk-tuks and drive to the local bowling alley, where we would get bombed and roll until 4AM. You can image what it's like when 100 drunk travelers converge on a bowling alley, right? Messy. But I did roll a 171 one night and I did break my own record of 4 strikes in a row. Was it the greatest day of my life? Yes. Yes it was.
Can you imagine having to choose an actual condom size (in mm) when you bought them? Talk about throwing it all out there. I’d be like “I’ll take a package of the 49 mm please. But just for the hell of it, here’s a copy of my latest bank statement. See all those zeros? Ok then, thanks very much.”
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