To celebrate the new year, the entire Thai population (plus farangs) engage in a massive week-long alcohol-fueled waterfight in which everything and everyone is a target.
Here on Koh Tao, Songkran only lasts a day. The rain poured relentlessly, the taxi-drivers filled their water guns with ice water, and you had several layers of Burmese face paste smeared over you and your clothes.
You decided to take a gamble and bring your camera out with you wrapped quite masterfully in two clear plastic bags, the wrapping from a loaf of bread, three elastic bands and half a roll of sellotape. Who needs expensive underwater housings?
During the Vietnam War, the USA dropped several million tons of cluster bombs over the neutral country of Laos in a massive breach of the 1962 Geneva Convention.. in other words, it’s a great example of the USA’s unique way of interpreting international law (Iraq/Afghanistan/Panama/Yemen/Nicaragua/Hawaii, anyone?).
Laos did not have the greatest first impression. People living outside of the major tourist hubs were unfriendly and sometimes outright rude.
Three hours before my ferry to the mainland was due to depart, I decided to stay on the Thai island of Koh Tao and train as a divemaster. Breathing underwater and letting the ocean carry my weight felt strangely right, and there is the vague possibility of a job after I finish my training.
Two and a half weeks later and I finally have a day without any diving. I spend it in bed catching up with the backlog of editing, when the first of several waves of sadness pass over me.
I’m leaving Laos for Bangkok tomorrow. I think I shall miss the laziness of the tuk-tuk drivers (many of whom bring their hammocks to work, and seem to dislike being asked to drive anywhere), the outrageously chilled out working manner of the local traffic police, and the abundance of sticky rice and rather good French-style bread.
But, with a little luck, I will find someone in Bangkok to replace my hard drive and my whole netbook will be good as new.
Another day, another misadventure which, in hindsight, was highly preventable.
The large bowl of pho you’d just had for lunch was not quite enough to satisfy your roving eye, and a woman’s basket of little banana leaf packages proved too tempting to pass up. You pick three at random and ask the price, to which the woman raises an eyebrow.
Did you know: A Boeing 747s wingspan (197 ft) is longer than the Wright brother’s first flight (120 ft)? Their second flight covered 200 ft, and now we’ve all forgotten how incredible commercial flight is.