We volunteered at the Elephant Nature Park near Chaing Mai… Here’s a video to show why you should too. Sorry to all our friends who don’t appear in the video, it was really hard to get everyone in because we’re just THAT POPULAR!!!! Read the rest of this entry
You know that scene in Dumbo where the baby elephant is turned into a clown and forced to jump from a burning building at the circus? And remember when Dumbo’s mum was chained up in a small carriage and Dumbo couldn’t see her, only her trunk? God Dumbo used to make me cry, even though I knew that in the end he’d learn to fly and be reunited with his mum. The thing is, we’ve just been volunteering at the Elephant Nature Park (ENP) in Chaing Mai for a week and I’ve only just realised how horrifically realistic Dumbo is. Read the rest of this entry
When I was younger I used to have eating competitions with my mate Greg. I always lost, and what’s more, I always cared that I’d lost because at that age wagers like these were some of the biggest things happening in my life. And Greg always won because Greg’s a big fat fatty. Read the rest of this entry
*******As you may or not be aware, we’re a bit behind on this blog. This one doesn’t follow chronological order but we felt it was relevant and important to post it now. We’ll be back in Cambodia shortly! *******
Unlike Tim’s similarly titled post, this one is not about poo. It is about Thailand’s famous southern islands. Crystal clear seas, white sands, tropical palm trees and a few thousand gangsters – paradise.
On New Year’s Eve a British boy got shot in cross fire in Koh Phangang. A few days previously we’d been to a full moon party on the island. Read the rest of this entry
“I’m not scared of the Poi Pet border!” I shouted softly into the blanket the bus had provided. “Screw the Cambodian government officials!” I yelled quietly whilst thumping the air gently so no one would notice, least of all the Cambodian government officials. God they’re scary, I really hope none of them look me in the eye.
We were on the bus to the Poi Pet border crossing from Thailand to Cambodia with about 20 other scared looking travellers. We’d all read the horror stories online, been warned by the lonely planet and pathetically sobbed in our dreams the night before, but ultimately all decided to go for it. We’d face the yelling tuk tuk drivers, fight the corrupt Cambodian officials and pay out of our arses to buy what should be a reasonably cheap visa. Read the rest of this entry
I’ve always promised Gemma I’d never let anyone hurt her and I’ve always meant it. Today I persuaded her to get a Thai foot massage.
I can only hope that one day she can learn to trust me again… Read the rest of this entry
“You want to buy big lighter?” We’re asked by a man holding a ridiculously big lighter. We don’t, but if we did I think I know where we could get one…
“No thank you” I say pointing at my mouth, “no big cigarette” and then I turn away. The man stands next to us for a few minutes watching mine and Gemma’s conversation.
“You get big cigarette?”
We stare in disbelief, although you have to admire the hard sell sometimes. Read the rest of this entry