Musings of MJW

Good Morning all,

Last few days i have been out of coms (trekking in the jungle and that).

Got the over night train to chang mai, fell asleep early doors, therefore awoke at 3 a;m (error). First night in chang mai i headed out and had good night at thai boxing, I wanted to have a go but they took one look at me and realised i was to much of a frame. I didn't catch the whole dialect, something about it being unfair for the other fighters.

That night i saw a 4 year old elephant dancing in a bar, he was OK, but i out classed him with my robot. Neyo - Closer is where he really shone through.

Next day i woke up at 9 (bed at 7 -the red bull out here is lethal) 3day trekking through the jungle included, trekking (obvious) night out in the jungle, elephant riding, 3 hours up a mountain, waterfall showering, a night with a jungle tribe/community, visiting a mountain school (seriously cute children) trekking and bamboo rafting.

Gave my passport and camera to the guy punting and as we were being laaaaaaads we accidentally knocked him in (oops). He fell head under but at all time kept his little arm outstretched so no to get my belongings wet (legend) after is heroic deeds he lost his flips. As the man i am i jumped in and saved the flips, cheers,

That brings me up to last night, had a nice chilled night and watched the sunrise on roof top bar, very nice indeed,

A little side note, first morning in Bangkok i was confronted by three men asking if i wanted f**k for breakfast, i declined as i was after some OJ and a cereal bar. Unfortunately they persisted,

'Sir, f**k now, your d**k in her mouth now'

I again politely declined. They next question threw me

'why?'

Now, Do i be honest and say that i did not want to go anywhere near his diseased riddled hoar and i thought his career choice as a pimp was less than admirable? I thought better of it and instead went with the worst excuse not to have a f**k for breakfast.

'I am tired'


Peace out

MJ (not the dead singer)