A few days ago,
Ferky
Today
Turns out it's cool if I solicit the outdoor kitchen everyone shares here. So I have plates and stuff
Also, notice I'm wearing the same god damn shirt. Yeaa I need to get some real laundry done.
Today around noon everyone's' cars were gone so I figured heyyyyy why not do some pullups and sh*t under the carpark. Plus no one is around so I can prance around topless.
I was hesitant since I don't know what the hell can end up being taboo but figured no ones around and it's hotter than sweat lodge out there so mehbeh I'll get some slack.
My neighbor Neung randomly came over, outta nowhere, I covered my breasts and she says what must have been in Thai I'm sure of it:
"What's good"
*Hands me a box of chocolate*
I'm like
Awesome
I only mention it because I think I may or may not have been the weird sweaty shirtless guy doing exercises with ropes and stuff under the carpark.
In the evening I get back with dinner
Jin: You know there's the airport down the road
Me: Yea. It's the old one right? They don't use it anymore?
Jin: Yea they don't use it. You can go there to exercise!
...go there to exercise!
...go there to exercise!
...go there to exercise!
...go there to exercise!
**Now I'm thinkin**
Me: Oh yea? Wait, what do you mean?
Jin: Yes, you can walk and exercise
Me: Ah okay, thanks for the tip
He skips off
I'll buy some rag to wear I guess to keep the women and children safe. There's no way I'm walking to Bumblefuck Airport International (BFA) where the sun's rays will sear my milky skin to the point that dogs become attracted when not 10 feet from my door there's more or less monkey bars and a ton of shade.
Just wait till they see the jump rope I bought today.
Then Neung randomly brought me a toaster, a small plate and a knife/fork.
Also their was a rain storm so thick today I think fish could have climbed up it
Randomer stuff
Over the past few days I've had this thing on my mind.
Whenever I see something that reminds me very strongly of the West it bothers me.
Why? Well, to go off on a tangent that's soon not to be a tangent, what makes a good vacation? One that makes you forget your troubles of course or at least is a refreshing change of pace/scenery.
Any vacation I've gone on, this usually takes a few days. I think it's because it takes a few days to push out all recent memory by through the generation of new ones. Once your past worries are purged to make room for the new ones/memories, you're on vacation -all the unpleasant shit is out of mind or at least the cobwebs are cleared out.
Ahhhhhhhh
Being surrounded both in my head and physically by things new to me makes every moment somewhat tense since I constantly have to figure something out and recall new information. It's stress but not the kinda shit that bogs a brain down. Everything is new and stimulating.
So when I'm walking along, feeling like I'm living in some alternate reality, and I see the whitest people on the face of the planet I shudder and the illusion collapses.
Wheels
No scooter today. Looks like I'll get one Friday
Chocos
I'll make this brief.
Last summer, I bought Chacos...
god dammit for $100. My feet were utterly destroyed by the POS sandals I had and I heard all over the web that yea, Chacos (pronounced chock-ohs) are expensive and really overpriced but they'll be the last sandals you'll ever buy they're so comfy!
****ING ****SH**
They gave me blisters all last summer if I walked in them longer than 30 minutes.
I figured hey, maybe I...wore them...wrong?
I've been wearing them again and I've got blisters in all the same spots, heals and toes. I had one on my toe so big you could have put out a match with the liquid inside of it.
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