Pattaya is right by the coast about 2 hours car journey from Bangkok, it's a pretty big town with much of the rammedness of Bangkok. It's got a pretty bad reputation for being a sleazy sex hole, and in parts you can see why, although it's really not that bad- you definitely need to be out looking for Chickboys to get Chickboys. With the exception of the Haagen-Dazs shop everything there is ridiculously cheap too, Starbucks Raspberry Frapachinos are only about a quid! We stayed in a hotel complex right next to the beach, which was a bit out of the town. I can't explain how mint it was, I'd like to have lived there. I feel like I could ramble about it all for hours, but I'm sure pictures make for a much better internet experience so I'll move on.

This is from the plane on the way home. The man sat in front of us had the most leathery skin, he looked out the window and I took his picture.

Why don't they cut to the chase and call it 'Jockshop'? This store was in the Tesco shopping centre. Tescos in Thailand!

There's nothing particularly special going on here, just that the map on the telly said we were over Iraq! I'm sure that's not supposed to be significant really (it's just another country), but a day earlier I was immersed in Andy McNabs 'Bravo Two Zero', so in my mind we were probably dodging anti-aircraft fire.

Just the leaves above my Sun Lounger.

Poser Mel.

How we knew what drinks to buy I'll never know.
posted by Sean @ 09:52

