Pattaya is a coastal town in Thailand (and not far from Bangkok) which can be said to have accelerated the now booming SE Asian sex industry. Once a peaceful fishing village, American servicemen decided that they needed a place to “relax” and get servicing of their own during their war
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What’s worse than hearing Country Roads being played for the 440th time, is hearing Dancing Queen being played simultaneously at the same volume by the joint right next door. I had been holed up on my homestay for three days recovering from the flu and needed to get out. I
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I was meant to meet an old friend from Taiwan, but his wife was covered in a nasty rash so he stayed by her side. There were reports of Covid making a comeback among the Cape Town gang and I had caught the dreaded lergie (a cold). I spent two
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It’s interesting what tiredness and discomfort can do to one’s confidence. After the 10-hour journey to Koh Tao, which ended with the Vomit Ferry, I hid in my bungalow all night and most of the next day. I was told that a recent typhoon near Vietnam had brought the foul
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Balancing remote working with more playful pursuits, was a bit challenging in August, as this marks the start of the Norwegian school year (and my main source of income). I had to take preparation seriously, but there is always time to find some fun. One moment was a farewell for
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My final night in Thailand included a stop at my favourite live music bar where I met the F*ck Daddys and some other rival gangs. One called out “Somchai!” when he recognised me! Our chat wasn’t entirely comprehensible, but I basically told them how cool I thought they were and
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Kuta is the party capital of Bali. It’s where Australians flock in huge, friendly hoards. In fact, beautiful youth from all corners of the globe can be found here. It is also rife with drugs, prostitution (legal, apparently) and party animals. During the day you can’t walk 10 paces without
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