Debt to the blog....

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I am in such debt.  The Lehman Brothers had nothing on me with respect to my debt to this blog.  Unlike such company, I am indifferent to repaying it.  I am tired, and more or less just over, writing this blog.  Without a passion for it, it will inevitably die and as such, I  am in mourning of it.  The truth is, I have just been so busy with what is out and about that the thought of sitting in an internet cafe to explain my days has become quite tiresome and redundant.  Having said that, I owe it to the blog, to you, and to myself, to explain where I have been and what I have done since the last blog entry.  I left Chang Mai and went to Pai.  Pai is a small town in the north of Thailand that has become the Haight and Ashbury of Thailand  Dreadlocks rule the small town streets as Hippieville has taken presidency.  I arrived with my three Dutch girls, Helma, Karin, and Cynthia.  These girls are amazing and I loved the time I spent with them.   They became my sisters, big or small I do not know, but sisters none the less.  We walked the streets of Pai, eventually realizing that Pai was not much more than Pai itself.  A small town with some shops, a night market, a hippie population, and not much more.  For two days I was in this town waiting to get out.  It wasn't that I was having a bad time but rather that its vibe and my vibe (at the time) just weren't clicking.  I had a bad case of ummm, a "stomchache" and thus had to stay close to home.  I knew that sooner than later I would be heading on a 24 hour bus ride to meet Lady Olivia in Vang Vieng and needed my stomach to be okay for the ride.   I booked my ticket to Vang basically as soon as I got to Pai as the last thing I wanted was to want to leave but realize the once a day bus was already full.  After I said goodbye to my new sisters, I headed to Chang Mai as a stop enroute to Vang Vieng.  I was given the good news that Lady Olivia and her friends had tried to leave Chang Mai the night before but as the bus was full, were to be my bus mates on the way to Vang Vieng.  I won't go into the details of how shit fuck the ride was to Vang Vieng but I will say that having the company of Lady Olivia definitely made the trip more enjoyable.  Once we arrived in Vang Vieng, we booked a hotel and relaxed for the 24 hours afterwards.  I think I slept for 17 of them.  I, in the time that I have been here, finished Life of Pi, which is a book I have wanted to read for a year and although slow and tedius at the begining, has turned out to be a great book.  Totally different than the books I am used to but enjoyable none the less.   A great read and a nice surprise to have some Canadian flare within it.  We have been partying in Vang VIeng for the last 3 or 4 days.  I do not know as days, like hours, no longer exist, and the coloured Vang Vieng wristbands on my arm are the only clock I know.      I am enjoying it here but I am surrounded by people frrm England.  The entire group I am with are from England and within that group are very many different classes.  I have never been one, to my knowledge (although still entirely possible), to look down on people or think I am above people, but english middle class is a breed I do not know and do not relate to at all.  I am trying to be one with the group and fit in but, while I enjoy quiet dinners with friends and talking about politics and theatre, even movies and television, getting hammered every single night and talking about throwing bottles through windows is not within my nightly repitoire.  I, like Pi (within the book), have created characters of each person here and I am not sure if my own mind can differeniate between the people that sit in front of me at the dinner table and the characters that they have become within my mind.  I choose though to not try and figure it out as I fear that without the characters I have created, time with these people would be unbearable.  I will say that although I am having the best time I could have ever asked for on this trip, I do miss Vancouver, my friends, my life, and the comfort I find within the latter.  I have a few weeks left that I will enjoy to the most possible way but I have come to accept that coming home is no longer the inevitable, but rather the excitement that sits deep within my stomach.  On a plus note, I have met up with Sgt. Terry and Chloe and it has been a great reunion.  They have been welcomed within the group and I am happy that I was able to offer them a community of 10 or so people, albiet 8 of them are not really my "cup of english tea".  Lady Olivia on the other hand is great.  Beautiful, classy, I am enjoying her time, but I know that like all realtionships on my trip, they hang beneath a figuritive stopwatch, and as I sit within the town of Vang Vieng, the watch fullfills its destiny.  But hey, Im okay with it.  Everything that happens and everyone I meet is for a reason and hopefully I return hopme a better person.


Thanks for continuing to read my blog, if you are still there...

marix_sublime says:
i enjoyed reading your blog ;)
Posted on: Jan 25, 2010
bikerdad says:
Hey Wadersonmac:

Your travel blog continues to stoke the fires of my imagination and the descriptions you provide, paint colourful pictures in my mind. I continue to enjoy reading about your experiences although it sounds like you might be ripe and ready for something different, possibly a little more historic and cultural. Your experiences with places and people have, no doubt, added dimension to your many frames of reference and while you will definitely return to Van a better person, PG, consider all those folks you touched along the way and how their stories will include you in all of their homes...fascinating stuff. How about some more pics.

Posted on: Jan 25, 2010
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