Feb 7, 2016

The Power of the Pussy

     Some four months before me, my mom also went to Thailand but that's where the similarities more or less end: due to the fact that she spent twice as much money during her two-week trip as I did during my three-week one and that she stayed in places like this one while I stayed in places like this one, one would think that her experience has absolutely nothing in common with mine. But lo and behold, it does and the one similarity is none other than — a ping pong show.

Jan 30, 2016

All This Travelling Is Hard Work - Part Two





     A few days ago a friend of mine left a comment under one of the photos I posted on Instagram — she simply wrote, 'Divine.' And as I again sit and write on a train, I'm thinking, 'How unfair of me (or at least it must seem so) to just promote the 'glitzy' side of my backpacking Thailand adventure,' so I decided to do something different in this second installment of All This Traveling Is Hard Work post (you can find part one here) and I'll give you 18 reasons, little anecdotes, information nuggets or whatever you want to call them which will shed some light and portray a more realistic picture I think. 

Jan 23, 2016

Eleven Thousand Words




     We, my boyfriend and I, decided to book a tiny beach 'house' in a balmy palm grove for a few days so we can take a breather, enjoy some ocean breeze and just relax and chill after a very eventful spree of city/sight/mountain/island hopping. And thank fuck for that or else I wouldn't have time to put together this post amidst all the craziness.

Jan 16, 2016

Airports: Where Humor Goes to Die

     Ladies and gentlemen, I'm in Thailand. And I'll keep being in Thailand for the next couple of weeks. But to get to Thailand were I'm currently taking a 14-hour train ride killing time writing, I had to sadly first go to an airport, because I'm not Slovene's living legend Peter Prevc who could probably simply jump and soar here all by himself. But me? It seems that all I can jump to is conclusions from time to time so as I said, I had to unfortunately first go to an airport. Why unfortunately? Because I'm not too fond of airports since this is where humor goes to die. Here, I'll give you an example.