Bad boy in Bangkok

On a boat taxi in Bangkok with a German girl.

I made this cafe clerk take a picture with me because his name is Oil (look closely on his nametag). Just complete awesomeness.

Doing the pee-pee dance in front of a bathroom with a pee-pee dance bathroom sign in MBK mall, Bangkok.

In Maya Bay ("The Beach"), near Phi Phi island, Thailand.

Same as above. Breathtaking. And the beach is nice, too.

Dancing the crazy with an Irish and British friend on Phi Phi Island.

A picture with the sweet-as-pie proprietor of my beach bungalow. She is wearing my thrift store glasses which I gave to her as a parting present.

In front of a Temple in Bangkok. Even though it looks like it, I am not actually holding my nuts (see pee-pee dance pic above for that).

Alright, a few words about my time since Phi Phi Island. Phi Phi is incredibly touristy and party-oriented, so I didn't think I'd like it upon revival. However, I met a lot of really friendly people who I partied with and found myself having a lot of fun. I took another snorkeling trip to the surrounding areas, and saw more gorgeous beaches. At night I drank copious amounts of beer and was forced to drink from "buckets" -- literally buckets filled with red bull, alcohol, and soda with straws -- making me drunk and crazy. Then I danced around on tables with a big group of British guys screaming the words to crappy mid-90s hits the likes of the Counting Crows and Rage Against the Machine. All in all it was a hilariously good time.

Next I pushed over to Ko Tao, an island near Ko Samui specializing in good diving. I didn't dive, but snorkeled one day, which was pretty spectacular. Saw a huge school of barracudas dart past, luckily they didn't go for the nads. I hung out with some Swiss guys most of the time. We just lazed around on a beachfront bar/restaurant drinking fruit shakes and dipping when we felt like it. My last night there we went out pretty hard, until around 6 am. I passed out while brushing my teeth, waking up a few minutes before my boat left to the sound of the bathroom faucet running and dried toothpaste all over myself. I will be running for political office shortly.

Now I'm in Bangkok helping with the Revolution. It's not too clear exactly what's going on here, but here's what I know: there have been protests, the government declared a state of emergency, one person has been killed and 40 injured, schools are cancelled for a few days, and the food in Bangkok is incredibly tasty. That sounds a lot worse than it actually is here. Bangkokers (Bangkokians? Bangkokites? Cocks?) are going about their business as usual, things are running, the protests are really only in one area and are not violent for the most part. I feel totally safe, so don't worry. I'm staying near Khoasan road, which is a cross between a drunken backpacker orgy and Tijuana. Being hounded here is a right of passage. A Tuk-tuk driver called me "Bad Boy" and then told me to "Fuck off" because I didn't want to take his tuk-tuk. But most people are nice. I took a river bus with the locals, ate amazing and cheap street food, and bought a nice pair of Diesel knock-off jeans. Bangkok is nuts, but its the kind of nuts I like. "Beautiful chaos" as someone described it.

My friend Ron arrives Saturday, when the real fun starts. More soon.

Adam