Hoy my friend, as time moves quicker then ever over here in my new beach life with the parentals at my side I must say that life is pretty sweet and going quite well. After a weeks’ relaxing in the sun and twirling in the ones in a while occasional wave that rolls ashore, I’m already feeling the lost vibes of a solid beach life come back to me as I’ve moved into a darker brown with salt and sand in my hair. It is also quite nice not having to worry about costs of food and living for a while, until I return to my travelling adventures on my own hand next Saturday that is.
Now enough of those thoughts as I have a story to tell, especially the one from yesterday. As you all know yesterday was the yearly celebration of valentines day, and though I am an avid fan of grant gestures, romantic or other, I do believe that if you are to be romantic, you should be just that on any other part or day of the year. Nonetheless, a day for love is nice. So during this day of love, what did I do? Well being with the parentals I spent the day with them on the beach, which is kind of a ritual now, and after that we decided to eat dinner at the resort, where we first got champagne and then a seafood buffe followed by a cabare show and lighting of fire balloons sent up into the sky by everyone there. The interesting thing in all of this however was the way we came about the decision of going and doing the resorts Valentines Day celebration instead of heading for the crowded restaurants of the main street of khao lak and the result of it all. Here is our reasoning for going: nice to be on the beach, get some thai culture in the performance, get a buffe, would be full at the restaurant at the resort. Now here are the outcome: beach was really nice and a success, buffe awesome… however, it wasn’t as full as hoped at restaurant, and lastly but not least the most heavy weighing result for going was the show which would hopefully give us some culture…BUT only gave us a samba dancing team of Thai girls and a lipsinging Whitney Houston girl, along with a suicidal performance of a girl at the airport with a flare of the Charlie Chaplin kind of comic attributes etc.
So in hindsight I must say it is quite comical that we had such high hopes of a culture performance but was given something completely different, but nonetheless very entertaining as it was hard restraining oneself not to fall to the ground and start laughing hysterically as they started the Whitney Houston playback and the odd sense of samba dancing, which the performers seemed to take so seriously. I must say in the end though that even if we didn’t get what we had expected, we did enjoy ourselves quite a lot and I hope that you also had a successful and nice valentines day.
All the best.
Now enough of those thoughts as I have a story to tell, especially the one from yesterday. As you all know yesterday was the yearly celebration of valentines day, and though I am an avid fan of grant gestures, romantic or other, I do believe that if you are to be romantic, you should be just that on any other part or day of the year. Nonetheless, a day for love is nice. So during this day of love, what did I do? Well being with the parentals I spent the day with them on the beach, which is kind of a ritual now, and after that we decided to eat dinner at the resort, where we first got champagne and then a seafood buffe followed by a cabare show and lighting of fire balloons sent up into the sky by everyone there. The interesting thing in all of this however was the way we came about the decision of going and doing the resorts Valentines Day celebration instead of heading for the crowded restaurants of the main street of khao lak and the result of it all. Here is our reasoning for going: nice to be on the beach, get some thai culture in the performance, get a buffe, would be full at the restaurant at the resort. Now here are the outcome: beach was really nice and a success, buffe awesome… however, it wasn’t as full as hoped at restaurant, and lastly but not least the most heavy weighing result for going was the show which would hopefully give us some culture…BUT only gave us a samba dancing team of Thai girls and a lipsinging Whitney Houston girl, along with a suicidal performance of a girl at the airport with a flare of the Charlie Chaplin kind of comic attributes etc.
So in hindsight I must say it is quite comical that we had such high hopes of a culture performance but was given something completely different, but nonetheless very entertaining as it was hard restraining oneself not to fall to the ground and start laughing hysterically as they started the Whitney Houston playback and the odd sense of samba dancing, which the performers seemed to take so seriously. I must say in the end though that even if we didn’t get what we had expected, we did enjoy ourselves quite a lot and I hope that you also had a successful and nice valentines day.
All the best.
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SvaraRaderaMin Valentin heter Ludvig! Vi två hade en makalös eftermiddag tillsammans på Junibacken, så kul att vara där och se Lu leka på bland alla andra barn. Teaterna om Rödluvan och Vargen var ohyggligt spännande och alla barn satt på helspänn. Vi rundade av med lördagsgodis som tyvärr ledde till akut magsjuka för Lu men som tur var gick det snabbt över. Ha den skön semester tillsammans och lycka till med den fortsatta resan Jonathan.
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