February 21st

Thailand. After Nepal, I want to sit by the beach. Being lazy, I sit by the pool (you can get waited on). Think I'll have a restful day, I am wrong. It's the Hard Rock hotel fun day, blasting music comes through a large P.A system... You get YMCA, Queen songs, very bad Thai versions of Smoke on the Water and a girl singing My Generation.

 I COMPLAIN... I'm told it's Thai Rock'n roll style. After really loosing it, the hotel manager agrees to turn it down. Spend afternoon lazing on my balcony listening to some pirate CDs I'd bought at the local market, Eagles best of (fucking awful, only way to describe it), limp crap west coast rock... Blur best of, dated badly played U.K rock... And REM, homo rock all of it terrible, what a waste of $5.00... I'll stick to Black Sabbath.