Funny Pictures

As this concludes my vacation, I'll leave you with some pictures that I found amusing.

How to eat pancakes:

1. put food on plate while holding knife and fork

2. put pancake on fork.

Thanks McDonald's.

What kind of napkins?

So, exactly how many times is that chicken fried?

Who needs a stork when you can have your very own baby tree?

Who says cartoon characters are fake? Actually, it's part of one of the presidential election candidates' campaign. They all have them, and pop songs too.

I'm not sure what's forbidden here. Babies in grown-up clothes?

Yes, it is exactly what it looks like. A scorpion in a cobra's mouth.

It scares me that one of the features is hygiene.

The view from our window in Siem Reap: the hallway.

What exactly is David suggesting I drink here?

A beautiful view of...

...these trees.

Both the best and the worst shorts ever.

At Angkor, they feel that they should instruct you on how to use the bathroom. Is the 4th picture really telling people not to shower in the toilet?

Anything you need, just go to the.... 7 twenty???

I don't think I'd trust a sign that read "To That Way."

It's nice that Ganesh celebrates Christmas too.

My house guest. Actually it turns out there was a family of 6 living inside the wall. They are Golden Tree Snakes... and as I later discovered, they ARE poisonous.

You may NOT go 10 km/h. Any other speed is fine though. It clearly fails to state what the maximum speed is.

How many chocolates is that?

Menu item #9: Crap Stick. Seriously.

Bangkok, Once Again

So, after a 15 hr. boat/bus ride back to Bangkok we went back to Koh San Road for one more night before flying out the next night. Of course, without my glasses, I couldn't really see anything, so what you see is what I saw. The only way for me to see anything was through my camera. Enjoy.

Partying at Had Rin Beach

Since we were spending 6 days in Koh Phangan, we felt it was nothing short of essential to drink ourselves stupid while attending the spectacular parties found along the Southeaster point of the island. The beach was about a 15 min. ride in the bizarre cabs (they were really pickup trucks with benches in the back). What is important to realize that our fourth night there was New Year's Eve, and the Full Moon Party on New Year's is one of the largest parties in the world. There were easily ten to fifteen thousand people crammed onto the beach (and it was high tide). The people here have come up with one of the world's greatest inventions: the bucket. For about $7, you can purchase one of these buckets, which are a child's sand pail, filled with ice, a mickey of various types of alcohol (I chose vodka), a red bull, and another choice of orange juice, coke, sprite or two more red bulls. The put about 20 straws in your bucket, and off you go. Now this isn't like there are a few of these booths. There are literally hundreds of them, all with "creative" names. My favourite was the Bethlehem Booth, with the slogan "Jesus' choice". I went for the one called "Pukky's" as it was sandwiched between two other booths with the names of people we were with.

The first night we went down with Brent, and met up with his friend Luke. To my surprise, there were a couple thousand people in attendance 2 days before the big party. We found some seats with some Australian girls, rented the Hukka, or Shisha, and danced the night away. We returned to our bungalows around 4 o'clock in the morning. As mentioned in my last post, this was my sober night, since I brought the bike to the beach.

The second night, we went to the Amsterdam bar with a few of the guys from the resort, before heading down to the beach for the night. On this night, I came up with the genius plan of "bring nothing than can get lost". I tied my keys into my new Thai pants, wore no t-shirt, and nothing upon my feet. I only had a small pocket on my pants, and unfortunately sometime after 4:00 I had my last 100 Baht (about $30) that I had brought with me picked from my pocket.

The following day was New Year's Eve. I went with my "nothing you can lose" policy again. This time, I pre-purchased my buckets from Pukky- you need to understand that these people remember everyone and everything, to the point where she could spot me 300 feet away through a crowd of people, and would yell my name out. I pre-bought 5 buckets, taking 1 and coming back for the others later. The night was the biggest, best party I have ever attended, despite a couple of negative side-effects. What side effects?

#1 - I was dancing on a table (you already know how much alcohol I was drinking) with a rather attractive girl (also explains the dancing on the table), but the table only had 3 legs. The problem is not that WE didn't know about the missing leg, actually we were just fine. When this became a problem was when some doorknob decided to jump on the side of the table that was empty. Of course, it was empty because THERE WAS NO LEG. As soon as this moron had his weight on the table, the whole thing fell over. As there were other benches and tables around (plus I still had a full bucket in my hand) I knew that trying to break my fall with my arms was going to end up in a bad situation. Instead, I fell in a sitting position, smacking my back on the sand-covered table, which resulting in essentially sandpapering the skin off much of my back. I also cracked 2 of my ribs. Thank goodness for the alcohol. Now, if you're one of my college friend, or even one of my Sarnia buddies, you're probably thinking "You didn't drop the bucket, did you?" The answer - not even a drop.

#2 - In my genius plan to bring nothing I could lose, I forgot about one thing - my glasses. As the night progress, and it was probably around 2:00 or so (it was awhile after the midnight fireworks went off about 20 feet over my head), I decided to go in the ocean with a nice, Australian girl I was talking to (not the same the previous ones), but completely forgot that I was wearing my glasses. I got hit by a large wave, and realized they were not on my head. I had handed the few things I had with me to Andrew, so I went over and asked if he had them. When he said "no", I realized my error. Of course, now my glasses were/are somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, and there was nothing I could do about it. How did I handle this? I went back to Pukky and got another one of my buckets. The rest of vacation is a bit of a blur (literally) as I couldn't see anything, and experience vertigo from the inability to focus on anything. When I got back to Ulaanbaatar, I bought some pretty awesome ones, so it all worked out rather well.