The Sun Comes Up and I'm Still Dancing

This is the morning after the full moon. Once again I am back in this same chair writing about the things I saw last night and the things I wish I didn't see. It's 4pm right now and I just got back from the after party, so in total I'm going on about 17 hours of continuous partying. Now, just as last month we're going to go to the other side of the island and relax for the next few days and detox or bodies. Not today however, today everything is closed and no one looks like they're in any shape to do much of anything.

Last night Mark fell asleep early and locked the door from the inside, sooo Jesse and I (yep we're back together again) broke in Mcguiver style through the window. Sliding panes of glass out one by one and Jesse jumping head first through the window. We decided that since Mark locked us out, we would lock him in. So we pad locked the door and went back down to the beach. Its funny when you look around at 7-8-9-10 in the morning and everyone is still dancing to trance music on the beach. I had to sit and watch for a while as everyone around looked like complete jackasses. I can only imagine what my dancing looked like last night!

I tried to come on the internet around 10pm back home so 11am here because I thought it would be really funny to talk to everyone, but the power went out. Fire up the generators honey we need our tunes. Once again I saw some completely rediculous things, and met even more Canadians. I think we're taking over this country. In total we were partying with 15-25 at any given time last night. Crazy right? I guess there is something about hearing someone talk with the same accent as me that draws you to someone else. Since there are rarely any Americans anywhere to be found here a person can naturally assume that the person they're meeting is Canadian.

I found Shaun this morning at 10am and he was looking for a pharmacy that sold lacitives. I tell this story because it is usually the opposite reaction you get when travelling. Trying to explain to the pharmacist exactly what was wrong with him was probably one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. Shaun, that is a memory that I want to keep. You're welcome for the 500 baht for the sketchy lacitive pills.

Anyhoo... Walking around Haad Rin beach this morning is like trying walking into a zombie movie. No one is in any shape to do barely anything. A casual smile and knod means that they know exactly how you're feeling, and here you're not alone. Not in the slightest.

In closing I will say that 2 full moon parties in 2 months is too much. It's hard on the body and once again I feel myself getting sick because of it. This is the same thing as last month, but in five days we're off to Australia.

Shout outs to everyone. I appreciate the e-mails as always. I missed Fete au Village this weekend, sorry for not having a preparty in my back yard as I do every year.

Bye for now but not for always. Love love.