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Beach Life
My name is Richard. So what else do you need to know... stuff about my family or where i'm from? None of that matters... not once you cross the ocean and cut yourself loose... looking for something more beatiful, something more exciting ... and yes, I admit... something more dangerous. So after 18 hours in the back of an airplane, 3 dumb movies, 2 plastic meal, 6 beers, and absolutely no sleep ... I finally touched down... In Bangkok. And this is it... Bangkok: good-time city, gateway to southeast Asia, where dollars and deurschmarks get turned into counterfeit watches and genuine scars. This is where the hungry come to feed. So never refuse an invitation. Never resist the unfamiliar. Never fail to be polite... and never outstay your welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience, and if it hurts... it's probibley worth it. The only downer is everyone's got the same idea. We all travel thousands of miles just to watch T.V and check into somewhere with all the comforts of home. And you gotta ask yourself...... what is the point of that. As for traveling alone, fuck it. If that's the way it has to be, then that's the way it is.
Footsteps on the Beach
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