Hey, I guess its that time of the week again to update my blog, I become to lazy that I feel even writing this has become a chore now at times, but anyway lets re-tell a story that happened some days ago. So every Sunday I go and play football for a few hours around
Ratchathewi BTS station Patpong gogo (did’nt go inside, promise!) Sala Daeng BTS Near Petch road smiley smiley women letting customers into her restaurant All Pictures taken by a friend who knows how to work a camera.
Hey everyone, Its Sunday, around 30 degrees out, I’m currently wearing nothing but my boxer shorts and have the fan blasted in my face. I’d post a picture, but I dont want my inbox getting flooded by hot sexy girls (obviously). So I’ve have just been settling in a bit more and finding my feet,
Hello everyone, I got a few emails asking if I was dead yet and whats happened, sorry to say it, but I’m still alive, just caught a bit of jet-lag that’s all. Meanwhile I’ve been catching up on current affairs in Asia, as I stopped reading papers along time ago, I did the next
So I popped a sleeping pill and headed on to the Plane. 12 and a half hours later I was at Suvarnabhumi Airport. I was greeted at immigration by Somchai and Noi sitting on there elevated chairs looking down on me. They didn’t ever bother to say hello or acknowledge my presence, after a while