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Bangkok to Cambodia..

Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

Spent the last week in Bangkok staying with friend outside the city. It was really cool taking the local bus into the city and not so cool back out as it is filled with students. We went to an English Camp in Cha-am south of Bangkok and stayed at the school for two nights. The camp was fun…

I tried to book a ticket home but am on a waiting list … lame.

Took a bus to Cambodia border no prob. But the cambodians that were with our travel company ripped us off sorta.. the bus was not like the picture. Also lame. We spent 7 hrs sliding around the muddy road in a monsoon trying to get to Siem Reap, Cambodia.. i smelled pretty bad by the time i arrived. The trip was adventurous .. right? ..

Its too bad that countries that are poor always try to rip you off…. i know they need money.. but so do i. Atleast just give me the fair price and we can all be happy.. but instead i have to argue with people and tell cute little kids with dirt on their faces to stop following me cause i dont want their post cards… or bracelets… or books… or scarfs… or cold waters… and on … and on..

tommorow vietnam. I desire relief from begging kids sent by they’re parents to make me buy stuff i dont want.

Im tired .. .to many bus rides.

Cambodia III

Monday, December 12th, 2005

Just got back from 3 day english camp in Ubon province. On the way back I had to do a visa run to Cambodia… it was turning out to be another hellish experience. Getting a new visa is always a headache, but this time we went to …

THE CASINO!!

I heart cansino’s. I doubled my money in about 30 min, drank free beers, and socialized with the locals.. then got the f#!k outa there.

Sweet.

Back in Thailand

Saturday, October 15th, 2005

Spent the last 2 weeks in Lao and Cambodia.. pics to come, but I’ve slacked off so much that i’ll do my posting backwards.

Here some pictures of my last 3 days back in Korat. I was helping my friend/housemate Nong Pen take care of her two niece’s from Ubon province.

Me , Nong Mai, Nong Mink. Nong Mink is the only 4 year old girl I’ve ever met who wants to get her ears peirced and leave home. When we asked her if she would miss her parents she said “I can talk to them on the phone.” ha.. shes ready for university already.
Matt, nong Mai and Mink

Me and Nong Mai bikeing around the zoo.
at the zoo

We went and watched a seal show. This was my best picture. Unfortunatly the camera focused on the railing instead of the seal. Whatever.
go seal!

Nong Fon and Nong Dtam (students who live close to me and Nong Pen) with Nong Mai and Nong Mink.
Nong Fon, Dtam, Mai, Mink

Nong Pen, Mai and Mink at memorial in the centre of Korat.
Korat centre

More pics coming.. just have to edit like crazy or else uploading one picture takes half a day. I’m getting high speed interent for the house soon since im gonna be here for the next 4 months working.

Dig it.

Holiday in Cambodia..

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005

Still the most obvious and best Title ever! .. if you don’t get it, don’t worry.

Livin it up beach bum style in Cambodia.. who knew this country had tropical beaches… and they drive on the right!

so..
‘..have I offically lost my “anti-war,” “anti-hate,” “anti-kill a mosquitos,” inner peace loving brother?? Where did HE go? ‘

Hahaha.. he’s still in here, I wasn’t shooting people.. I was shooting paper. And its still awesome. Do I approve of guns, no. Do I approve of war, definatly no. But do I approve of fun times.. yes. Does that include firing a Kalichnakov .. yes it does! No pictures aloud though.

Anyways, reality is what it is. And it ain’t lollipops and sunshine..esp where I am.. In the end the bullets were better spent being fired at paper than at people. Actually, givin the past 30 years of history here.. its a bloody miracle.

Cambodia is really cool, the Capital Phnom Phen is unique.. I wounldnt mind living there at all. It’s nothing like Thailand or Laos and probably not like Vietnam ( but i dont know that having not being there yet). In a few days i;m off to see Angkor Wat. If you don’t know what that is you never played ‘Civilation’.

Time to go be a beach bum..

I shot a Russian assault rifle in Cambodia!

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005

You can do a lot in Cambodia

you can.. enter the country through an unoffical boarder.. done.
you can.. end up in a van smuggeling goods into the country.. done.
you can.. risk being shot while the Laos army shows up and watch your Cambodian driver shit his pants then bribe them.. done.
you can.. drink Angkor beer and crash a local wedding party.. done.
you can.. see the graves of 1000’s of murdered people during the Khmer Rouge reign and see the bones coming out of the ground, inexpressable, and not to be belittled by my short little sentence about it, words are hard to come up with your you realize your walking on bones and their owners clothes.. and also.. done.
OR.. you can just spend your money on shooting illegal weapons.. DONE!

.. I SHOT AN AK-47!!! It was awesome.. .. oh man.. I was holding expolosive death. And out of 20 shots I hit the target with 18 of them.. mostly head shots too. How good do you have to be to hit something with an AK-47 .. repeatedly .. from 50 feet away. AMAZING! You can also shoot hand guns (pffggbbtt :P ) , M16 .. eh. , M60.. next time to expensive.. but I want it, a tommy gun.. sorry I wasnt wearing my suit.. but it would have been awesome, an anti-aircraft gun .. very expensive! , a bazooka.. worth the money but I no have, and you can throw a grenade.. WHICH.. i was going to do until i found out you throw it into a pool of water.. screw that! I wanna see that badass explode some dirt! There were also some chinese guns but I dont remember their numbers or names.

The best part was that they gave you a ‘Menu’ to choose from.. and they even called it a menu.. yes!

The smell of gun powder and the overwhelming sound of the exploding cannon I was terrorizing my target with was enough to get rid of any glorified Rambo images I had before I started shooting. War, not only disgusting and brutal.. would have been very loud and smelled of burnt gun powder.

But….

In concluesion.. I dominated. I turned my target into a “can of smashed assholes” – Full Metal Jacket. And most importantly.. it made me feel like a big man.

“This is my rifle, this is my gun, this is for shooting , this is for fun”