I’m in Pai, a hill town about three hours Northwest of Chiang Mai. Small and quiet, it’s known as a mecca for people who are travelling in Northern Thailand and haven’t yet eaten enough pad thai. Pai the town is named after Pai the man – Georges Pai, the French pastry chef who retired here in the late … Continue reading Pai
I’m a morning person and if you’re a morning person you have to find more of your kind or you screw up cornflakes time for other people.
This is starting to get silly. Getting stranded in Bangkok once may be regarded as a misfortune, twice and it’s starting to look like some kind of stage production. Occasionally something happens which makes you realise that in some small way we’re all connected, that there’s a thread that’s holding us all together, guiding our thoughts and our … Continue reading Bangkok, again
Firstly you totally don’t get to call it a rainy season if it’s raining all the time. What that is is just that you live in a really damp place – you should get over it and stop spreading childish propaganda about your microclimate. Monsoon my ass – it’s always rainy and never sunny, like … Continue reading Tubing in Vang Vieng
If you were to say to me “Sam, I want to visit a beautiful place with wide, tree-lined streets, an historic european feel, great food and a nice river to sit by when it’s sunny”, I’d say “Margaret, you should go to Vienna, it’s great”. If you were to then say “Sam, you’ve known me … Continue reading Luang Prabang is sex mad.
If you’re passing through Cork or Derry during the day and the streets are empty when they should be full and you find yourself thinking “where are all the Irish people?” look no further because they’re all right there on Koh Phi Phi. There are Irish bars and Irish restaurants and Irish hostels and an … Continue reading Koh Phi Phi
