A slice of the West in the East, the gateway to Aisa, red light district of Asia, Bangkok has been called a lot of things all of them have an aire of truth. Being so Westernised it is very easy to slot into life here with ease. The infamous Khoa San Road, the home to the backpaker for decades, where we inevitably ended up is lined with souvenir shops, restaurants, bars and clubs. The shops spill out not only to pavement but onto the road any gaps filled with the...

Now I am sitting. Sitting is good. After a long break soaking up the sun in the islands we are now in Bangkok the gateway to Asia where the bars are open 24 hours. But today I will be mostly talking about sun, sea, sand and partying - not anymore about the lack of Thailand which I still have yet to find. Taking the night boat (sleeping with the cargo) was the start of our island experience. There wasn't much sleep with people drinking the night away and playing ...

I appear to have lost Thailand. I can't find it anywhere. I tried looking in my sock drawyer but all I found was Chris' sanity. I know that will probably make no sense to most of you but it seemed an appropriate place to start the first blog for Thailand for reasons I may get back to later. I suppose an even more appropriate place to have started would've been to pick up the story from where I left off - that is being stranded in Nepal... It turned out we d...