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Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Hot Air Balloons
We were in a hot air balloon and my friend's daughter, looking down says "Hey dad, this is just like google maps, but its live" She's 23.
Monday, February 27, 2012
The Sexiest Thing I've Seen In Ages
The Sexiest Thing I've Seen In Ages was the way the British girl danced tonight. I was sitting at an curb-side bar listening to two Thai guys do some pretty impressive covers of Bob Marley and 90s Grunge. I noticed this woman dancing. She was in her late 20s maybe, she had a fringe hair cut, short on the sides, like Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction. She was muscular but slight as she moved in front of the band. She danced like a 20's flapper girl, halting steps, flailing arms coming to abrupt but easy stops. But she was sexier, she moved her hips more, ran her fingers through her hair, pushed her long toned legs out from under her short skirts for miles. I don't know if it was the heat, the music or just Bangkok, but everyone in the place was staring at her, the band cheered her on. She laughed and swirled taking breaks for a smoke now and then.
Even that seemed sexy.
I had to leave, I had a flight in 3 hours and I was beat. Some german backpackers were eyeing my seat and vultured it when I stood up. But, I'll always have the memory of the Uma Thurmon flapper girl.
Even that seemed sexy.
I had to leave, I had a flight in 3 hours and I was beat. Some german backpackers were eyeing my seat and vultured it when I stood up. But, I'll always have the memory of the Uma Thurmon flapper girl.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Drugs
The door to the editing suite was ajar. I was watching a Laos friend of mine rolling a joint when a curios looking Asian man popped his head in the door and looked around. We looked back. He popped his head back out and kept going, leaving our door open.
Frighteningly aware that, thanks to the movie we were shooting there were more than a few Laos officals running around town, men who make up their meagre salaries by obtaining 'Gifts', I suggested we shut the door.
"yeah" said my friend. He kept rolling. I got up and closed the door and sat back down thinking.
"Hey, what's the penalty for drugs in Laos?"
"Death" he laughed. I raised my eyebrows. Feeling my stare he looked up. "Well, that's the worst thing"
Yeah, no shit. However, staying in a town where just about every restaurant has a "Happy Menu" I wasn't too concerned. But maybe I should have been.
Frighteningly aware that, thanks to the movie we were shooting there were more than a few Laos officals running around town, men who make up their meagre salaries by obtaining 'Gifts', I suggested we shut the door.
"yeah" said my friend. He kept rolling. I got up and closed the door and sat back down thinking.
"Hey, what's the penalty for drugs in Laos?"
"Death" he laughed. I raised my eyebrows. Feeling my stare he looked up. "Well, that's the worst thing"
Yeah, no shit. However, staying in a town where just about every restaurant has a "Happy Menu" I wasn't too concerned. But maybe I should have been.
Labels:
drugs,
Laos,
random thoughts,
travel,
vang vieng,
weed
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