Flash Me! – Traveling On Your Own In The Far East And Takeing A Break At Ko Mak
One more life-time desire can now be crossed off the list – I have been flashed- and what an underwhelming event it was.
I thought the predictable smart-arse comment of “Is that all?” would be flung back to the perpetrator without thinking, but the surprise of it all, made me speechless for once. I walked on a few more steps before I realized that this was a real occurrence, a landmark in my life, and all I could offer as an insult was, “You’re pathetic!” “Thank you” he replied.
Retracing my steps back to the inn I had to pass by the “would be Romeo” for a second time and I didn’t want a recur execution. One disappointing episode in a day is sufficient. A passing couple, he a wimpy looking punk, and she a bold, strong looking hippy took an interest in my tale and acted as bodyguards. It took the punk and me a little while to get through to the non-English speaking young woman what a “flasher” was, and I had the awful image of her boyfriend giving a hands-on show. Two phallic moments in one day would have been too much. The hippy girl did a remarkable Cockney/Dutch version of “Aw right then?” to the phallically challenged loser as we passed. I just smirked.
Afterward in the night, as I replayed the episode in my thoughts (post-traumatic stress perhaps), I all of a sudden realized that the flasher was employed as a “flasher”. After all, he was standing outside the hotel where he worked, in his outfit, letting it all hang out. It was a marketing tool! Silly me, why didn’t I realize this at the time? I could have filled out the customer satisfaction questionnaire and actually helped that establishment, in particular in its performance, consumer satisfaction and personnel appearance sections.
Of course, I would have to be harshly sincere with them and indicate that the present “out front” worker would need to be replaced by a more deserving candidate, someone with oomph and presence. Somehow the existing incumbent came across as just a ordinary “Flash Harry”.
I decided to take a break and went to Ko Mak (Ko is island in Thai language)
A sarong would have been handy yesterday as I got a saturating going over to Ko Mak on the power boat. The sea was rough and we bounced and dipped over the waves. It was perhaps the most invigorating and funniest boat trip I have had.
We were a group of travelers; prissy Bangkok students (beautiful everything), a chain-smoking monk, a business man in a reefer jacket, islanders and a moody American with his 4 day entertainment girlfriend.
The wetter we got, the funnier it became.
The Bangkok starlets ended up with wet rat’s style hair and dented egos, the monk sat stoically in his wet ceremonial dress, the business man laughed and tried to dry himself on a wet shirt and the irritable American looked glum. My main fear was for my sunglasses – I had to fix them to my face with my hands during the trip – a sideways look was disaster. The wind was unwavering to pinch them from me and my mouth kind of moved past where is belonged. I reckon it was similar to being launched into space.
The island’s taxis arrived at the pier (3) and I assumed that they were use by the others, and began to stroll into town. Luckily, the taxi with the starlets stopped and picked me up and I got a complete tour of the majority of the island as we deposited them at a lovely out-of-the-way hideaway. Most of the island is closed for now for the wet season but the taxi man found me a worthy place.
I can’t believe my good luck, I am the only guest and have a tiny bamboo and thatched hut right on the seaside with a verandah and hammock and a MOSQUITO NET.
Mosquitoes, flies and nasty red looking ants – they have all bitten me. Thank goodness I had bought a “secret” Chinese gel, the label of which I can’t work out, but who cares – it works.
The landscape from my bed and verandah is of palm trees through to the sand and sea and with islands dotted on the horizon. The air is moist and a light rain is falling; warm rain. My sarong is enough and I have removed my watch – it’s getting to me! traveling is great!
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