Monthly Archives: September 2014

Maybe the signal reality of the tropics is that all of the senses are more less always engaged. Not always in a good way, of course – but when you’re here, you sure do know that you’re alive. One moment, … Continue reading →

Could scarcely believe that I’m about to say this, but: the ocean here is almost as beautiful as back Onomea. Doesn’t quite be sporting the diversity nor depth of hue as does the latter (and certainly not the dramatic, crashing … Continue reading →

There’s not much there there in Hat Yai. Its star rose only quite recently – with the advent of the railroad, it blossomed into the transportation/commercial hub of southern Thailand, and currently does huge business serving Malaysian and Singaporean sex … Continue reading →

Have relocated to Songkhla, about an hour’s sawngthaew ride north of Hat Yai. While I miss the social scene at the hostel down there, who could pass up staying fifteen minutes’ walk to such a beautiful beach for only $8 … Continue reading →

Leaving George Town with the heaviest of hearts, I recalled a previous occasion — now two years distant — on which I had departed Laos with a similar reluctance. That time, Bangkok (being Bangkok) had lofted me on its angel … Continue reading →