On the border line
A-wandering we go...
And so I'm back, surrounded with the delicious aromas of pad thai, the welcoming massage signs, the gruesomely honest men who wander Thailand for sex with no qualms about who they are and what they do. Yes this pale child is home in Thailand and back from Burma with a pocket-full of stories to tell.
Unfortunately compadres, these tales must wait for a less expensive internet cafe and a time when my bladder isn't near to burst from excessive ice-tea consumption.
To tempt you of what's to come, however, below you will see two images, both taken from the same spot on a bridge connecting the town of Mae Sot, Thailand, to Myawadi, Burma. On the left you see Thailand and on the right is Burma. Note the difference? Ah hah! This will be the subject of a bloggo coming to your cyber-doorstep in a just a few days now...
Merrily I roll along to find my place in squat-toilet paradise...
LA!
And so I'm back, surrounded with the delicious aromas of pad thai, the welcoming massage signs, the gruesomely honest men who wander Thailand for sex with no qualms about who they are and what they do. Yes this pale child is home in Thailand and back from Burma with a pocket-full of stories to tell.
Unfortunately compadres, these tales must wait for a less expensive internet cafe and a time when my bladder isn't near to burst from excessive ice-tea consumption.
To tempt you of what's to come, however, below you will see two images, both taken from the same spot on a bridge connecting the town of Mae Sot, Thailand, to Myawadi, Burma. On the left you see Thailand and on the right is Burma. Note the difference? Ah hah! This will be the subject of a bloggo coming to your cyber-doorstep in a just a few days now...
Merrily I roll along to find my place in squat-toilet paradise...
LA!
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