Koh Pha Ngan
Saturday - 4 Aug 2001
Koh Pha Ngan
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Thailand
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Finding Sanctuary
With 100 other sun-burnt westerners, we landed on Koh Pna Ngan like the Exodus. We followed the unpaved road and the crowd to Hat Rin. As it turns out it's a pretty small beach, though it doesn't seem that way with a 40kg pack.
As you learn travelling, spelling is flexible concept. We found what we thought was the hotel where my new companion, Alex, had reservations. I found pole to lean against while she went in to work things out. I couldn't help but notice the cafe across the way was playing the movie the Beach. I was shocked to find people - amidst paradise- watching it. As though they were waiting for their next instructions.
Alex came out horrified. She said they had thrown a couple of mats on the floor of a storage room and were asking $8 a night to stay in absolute filth. In the search for accommodation, we passed more bars playing the Beach and more people watching it. Everything was booked out.
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Chance is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish."
- Ovid
Thailand is full of secrets, warm fuzzy happy ones. Finding your own osasis isn't hard.
The path to Adam's bungalow
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Geting lost and finding your way are two sides of the same coin, you can't have one with out the other.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
The Full Moon Party
We caught a boat taxi around midnight to the party. We found manic energy and joyish abandonment. Multi-colored laser lights bounced off the hills surrounding the beach. The glow must have been visible from space. Everyone was drinking Buckets of Joy: narcotic levels of red-bull and vodka.
As causalities covered the beach, people just danced around them.
5 am and the place was still pounding alonging. 10 am no sign of slowing down.
4 pm the next day people start to crawl home.
We are here and it is now. Further than that all human knowledge is moonshine. - H. L. Mencken
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