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I can now be found at internet cafes wasting my afternoons away.

Dammit

It felt as if Joseph Conrad's pen itself was drawing the scene as we slowly snaked down the Mekong river, leaving Thailand and entering into the depth of Laos.

The river banks supported tiny villages, held up large limestone cliff mountains, and an abundance of jungle forrests of which I have never seen the like of, and will probably never see again.

It was a 2 day journey on a slow boat that held 50 people, but was jammed with 80 and their backpacks/life belongins/and live chickens. With 8 hours on the boat a day, it was rough, but the scenery more than made up for it.

It seemed as if everyone from the boat hit the same bar last night, and we all officially welcomed eachother into this new country for the first time. We ended up in some wooden shack and drank Beer Lao ($12,ooo Kip = CAN$1.10) till 3am and then we got kicked out.

I am going to like this country.

It's the little things

People invariably ask me what do I miss from back home?
Well here is a quite random list -

• A Tim Hortons double double with milk - none of this 'tall black' with milk shit
• Hearing a house phone ring - and even better it being for me!
• My own bed, in my own sheets and blankets - not on some bunk bed sharing a room with 7 other people where snoring is not your only problem of noise...
• Watching a Blue Jays game on the TV - and give me my Sports Highlights afterwards!!
• The sound a car makes when the lights are left on and the front door is ajar - hell, I'd love just to be in a real car
• Being able to sit on a nice clean couch and having the option of passing out on it - a LazyBoy would be nice too
• Being at a bar and running into people you know
• Listening the radio in the car - my iPod tunes are getting a tad over-played
• That feeling of walking outside and having your nostrils freeze
• Going on a bagel run in the UCC with the Gatsby Boys - it was if Santa Claus himself would come into the house and announce a new run was completed, this time with sandwiches
• Wearing a nice pair of casual shoes, a clean pair of pants, and a crisp ironed shirt
• And finally eating a big plate of my Mom's spaghetti!! and having seconds later in the night

But of course nothing beats just sitting around with family and friends and having a good laugh.

All in due time.

Get Your Full Moon On

In the future, whenever I look up and see a Full Moon, a devilish smile will appear on my face; for I have experienced the Full Moon Party.

Picture 8000 people filling an entire beach around midnight, drinking buckets after buckets of booze, dancing the night away, climaxing finally as the sun began to rise from the sea. It was like Mardi Gras on a beach.

We painted our faces in fluorescent yellow, red and purple, Pollock style, and headed down to the beach around 11pm. Are first stop was 7-11 for a cold Chang, after that it was mayhem. We all lost eachother about 4 minutes after the Chang, but no worries, there was 7990 other people around ready to have a good time.

By sunrise everyone most were still partying, with maybe 500 people passed out in random positions and spots throughout the beach. The tide was even claiming a few casualties, but their friends found them and dragged their asses up a few more meters. It was pretty funny.

Great Night.

Off to Bangkok now.........holy shit........