Beans On Tour: July 2006

Informative post

Macleod....what a bloody arsh

Sad news

My friend Rob O'Rourkes Dad passed away last week.
My thoughts are with him.

Bebo and Brise lookin weird

http://beandolan.bebo.com is my bebo page, if anyone has it, and is looking for me, so maybe you just look for beandolan, who knows? Let me know how you find it...

here's some photos anyway:

We had some good craic with our rope dragons at dinner an hour ago.

Standing up and all

What is going on with his face?

Smeels and her new camera, yes Nellie, she did indeed get a haircut!

Beautiful

Our new room, Macleod feels worse than I do after the burgers...

At least they are honest. Well its one of the few things they're honest about!

Here's the new hair, it calmed down a bit afterwards. I started getting dreads in Oz, so I just speeded up the process and made sure they came out OK. I'm starting to look like a red head in photos for some reason...

Chiang Mai

We're here!
This is where I plan to spend the rest of my time pretty much.
The others are leaving during the week for Burma (Lucky ducks)

Well I'm tired after putting up the photos to follow, so this'll be short.
Also the dodgy burger yesterday isn't helping...damn these western food cravings....

I hurt me foot like a bloody arsh:

The foot incident

The phone rings in the room.
I turn off the shower and proceed to the bathroom door in my towel.
Having trouble opening the lock, due to the door being warped and causing tension on the lock, I try lean my shoulder against it.
I slip across the door. Shoulder's too wet.
Phone still ringing.
"Grab the lock and kick with your foot while holding the towel Bean" - I said to myself.
*Kick*
The phone stops ringing.
Someones talking on the phone....Tim.
Tim has answered it.
Good man Tim.
Then it hits.
An intense pain in the foot.
After a muffled curse and some moaning I go out into the room, the plot to open the door was successful.
I take the phone, it's Mam.
I'm slipping on something....
Blood.

As it turns out, there was the flat head of a nail(Shtuck out about 5mm) keeping the bottom of the warped door in place.
"Mam can you ring me back in three minutes?"

What a bloody arsh eh?!

Well it's not brilliant I can tell you.
It puts a dampener on the things I came to Chiang Mai for: A hill trek, perusing markets, foot massage and the biggest rock climbing in south east asia.
Foiled.

Well that's what I get.

Here's some photos of it all better after the blood stopped:

Pressure on the wound!

If only I had pulled straight off the nail, and not down an inch first...

All better, using some toilet paper and the elastic of Tims Simpsons boxers, which had definitely seen a better day! Hehe

Pics

Some more pics:

The routine of packing and unpacking never stops, I think I'll find it very hard to stop lving out of a bag, I'll probably keep mine half packed for a good while.

Recarving the jade Buddha, and giving it a quick rinse so we can photograph it

The jade Buddha

These guys are damn good with a pencil or two

Tim doing 'The Face" whilst wearing a shortsleave with a tissue in the pocket - in short - not brilliant.

Check it out! I found the shop from last year where I got myselfa cool wee painting in the markets, I was true to my word, well not really, I didn't get any more...

Some scaffolding in Thailand, 101 uses of Bamboo, when theyaren't building with it, they're fighting with it, eating it, making music with it, writing on it, leaning on it, making transportation out of it and pretty much anything you can think of...