Thailand: in brief

I don't know what I expected from Thailand, but I have to say I was not disappointed. It was everything a tropical destination should be. It was hot, there were beaches, and tourists, and exotic scenes. It wasn't nearly as... what's the word... oriental - in the academic sense - as I would have hoped. Everything I saw, I somewhat expected, and as a matter of fact, actually reminded me of somewhere I'd been before: Cancun, Mexico.

Now I loved Cancun - had a fucking blast there. That also was everything a tropical destination should be. There was lots of drinking, lots of sunbathing, a lot of (not nearly close to Thailand) delicious food. I gorged myself in both places and drank more than is necessary as well.

What I did not except in Thailand was to fall in love. Writing it now seems oh so tripe, but I kind of live for shit like this. I'm not going to beat around the bush, simply because it wouldn't be hard to figure out who exactly the object of my affection is (was). But for sake of him I'll call him X, a fellow teacher at my school.

I remember the day X showed his face at school and how enamored I was with him at the outset. He was kind and handsome and generally a cool guy. However I quickly came to put him in the same category as all boys of that description; Straight and unattainable.

But in Thailand we bonded. More than we had in Korea and it was nice. It was really, really nice. It was nice to feela connection to someone and know that they enjoyed your company. Of course I am sure that the majority of it was imagined, but when we were leaving (our group one day ahead of him)I was heartbroken. I suppose I knew that the fantasy was over and that back in the real world we would go back to friends who shared a workspace and social group and not much else.

I will leave the tale of Will and X at that.There's no need to postulate and things that can never be and really never were. As I said I live for shit like that. Its all I've got.