My last few days have been absolutely amazing.
I met Jack (his travel name, to protect him from his nefarious lifestyle) for a drunken night on Khao San, watched Coldplay live, had a couple of hangovers, and as I type this, I am heading on the train to Khao Yai for a couple of nights (remember the waterfall in The Beach?)
However, omitting the specifics, I think I need to get some sort of structure to my travels. I need to stop waking up post noon, maybe throw in a workout or two, find a better way to get my thoughts to pen, and God, I gotta ease off those beers.
I’ll probably get back with some more words later, but for now, I leave you with a few pictures from the last few days.
Khao San with Jack
(While I did follow Jack in his shirtless gallivant, I will save those for private viewing…)
Here’s one from the canal boat ride in Bangkok:
And here’s one from the epic night of Coldplay:
Onwards, with my head full of dreams…
Random thought: should I have a travel name? Maz seems rather difficult for most people to get…