06/11/2010Hangovers, learn to love them . . .Restless and hungover I dragged myself outta bed and set to the khao san road madness with my little heart fluttering away in my chest as I try not to let the hangover win. Picking up fresh orange juice, pineapples, water, trying to replenish my body. I stumble down the road and wait half an hour for the 503 bus which I get on at 10.30ish where I meet Maria.Maria from Switzerland, well our bus journey flew by as we lau...

05/11/2010goodbye to the old, hello to the new . . .Up and out I headed for a walk to the mbk centre with a d tour through china town, where I purchased the four changeable lense gegs for me father, it was a must on my list to do as he had seen some on the island, my advice was leave it 'til the mainland, where they for some reason don't exist!Mbk was huge, I just was lost, I kept getting stuck on a floor where escalators decided just not to exist.By the time I h...

04/11/2010Abandoned . . .It was farewell to Miss Young as she went to the airport to fly home.Dunning family day out minus master dunning, to the big budda, the mother was snappy happy here, easily pleased by a big budda painted gold, pretty hideous really. Brunch time and shopping in khao san road, where I bumped into the two lads I met on the Halong bay trip, small back packers world. Before we knew it we were walking to the palace to find that it had closed fo...