The Mighty Jungle

We rode an elephant today.  I don’t get to say that very often.  We’ve escaped the party island, spent a night in Surathani, and have arrived in the jungle, our natural habit.  We are staying in the Khao Sok National Forest in Southern Thailand.  It is hot, humid, and sticky. We’ve been wearing the same clothes for days, and haven’t shaved since…I don’t remember.  The monkeys and elephants don’t care, the women might if there were any here.  My plane home leaves in four days, this I am not excited about.  I’ve started having nightmares about real jobs, my cell phone ringing, and grocery stores for some reason.  If this is the last post, you can safely assume I’ve decided to remain in the jungle to live with the animals and hunt tigers, and if you come looking for me bring a straight jacket and tranquilizers. 

Scott and I have rented motorbikes again, he has turned into quite the burly, bearded biker on his 100cc Hello Kitty scooter.  We’ve opted to cruise around town and take in all the sites instead of the seven hour hikes through the park.  They couldn’t guarantee that we’d get attacked by tigers or trampled by elephants so we’ve been cruising and getting in some world-class naps. 

Scott had a birthday, it was awesome.  We got up at sunrise and did yoga and fasted all day, it was great.  The where no pirate ship bars, topless beaches, elephants, motorcycles, or beers involved.

~ by deanius on January 27, 2008.