Vanaf vandaag elke week een brief uit de serie Letters to Thailand.
De eerste brieven schreef ik niet lang na mijn terugkeer uit Azië waar ik zo'n 15 jaar heb doorgebracht; waarvan ruim 10 in Zuid West Thailand.
Het is mijn bedoeling wekelijks een vervolg te publiceren.
letters to thailand – part 1
to the boys and girls of the LEO CLUB c/o the
honourable chairperson BeeBee;
The Construction View Hotel Ao nang, Krabi
Well my friends, after having changed the vast outdoors for the not so great indoors, boy is it cold in Holland, it took me the full nine months to carry myself to this point where, how shall I putt it, I have achieved enough equilibrium to actually sit my skimpy arse behind the keyboard and inform you about my experiences so far.
I know…you did not ask for it, but reading this as slobbering piss might bring just that little change in your daily routine of fondling a slight protuberance while judging passing pussy.
At this very moment I am savouring the exquise taste of Dutch homegrown…you keep that in mind while I try to formulate whatever it was I wanted to say.
At the end of the day a man needs solace from…from what? (what Fromm?).
Well, no dick is ever as hard as life, put it that way.
Hey, we’re in an extreme climate over here! Honey I shrunk my dick…that kind of stuff.
Nine bloody months and temperatures hardly ever reach over 27 (they call that a hot summer day!); average temps measure a full 5 degrees…aaaarrgh.
At first I hardly realized what was happening to me during the first two months in clog-country, busy as I was finding a home and then decorating it.
I won’t bother you with all the boring details…suffice to say it was frustrating, excruciating, maddening, exasperating, emaciating, depressing…debilitating.