Of all the hearsay, the theories, the rumours doing the rounds, one location just kept on popping up.
P
A
I
Quiet. Secluded. Protected on all sides by jungle hills and valleys.
It just.
Made.
Sense.
Of all the hearsay, the theories, the rumours doing the rounds, one location just kept on popping up.
P
A
I
Quiet. Secluded. Protected on all sides by jungle hills and valleys.
It just.
Made.
Sense.
We got up at the crack of 9am, loaded up the Fino, and hit the road.
To McDonald’s.
We all need sustenance.
Protective clothing in case of attack dogs and body guards.
Oh Jaysus, Manny n' Lulu.
Brontosaurus country.
Always refreshing to stop off for a cool drink, and appreciate, clean, beautiful Mother Nature.
Coming into Pai.
The road sign had been grammatically corrected with a marker.
He was here alright.
One of the ears on the ground put the search team up for the night.
Put dressing gowns in me backpack and continued the search.
Perfect for detailed scouring from afar.
To the balcony.
Manny?
Mannnny???
Did Sproglette go?
Its shame Thailand doesn't have the CCTV coverage of countries like the UK, you could have enlisted the aid of NSANev in the search.
I did a van ride to Pai and that will never be repeated, third worst of my life after Vang Vieng to LP but top prize went to Kathmandu to Pokhara. I'd rather get thrown out a plane with a parachute and be asked to pack it on the way down than repeat that again - hangovers did not help.
I made for the pool, but alas he had fled, just in the lulu of time.
Word came in of a probable location. Suspect restaurant serving fish and chips incorrectly.
Chinese tourist takes the 2 best tables with some kippage.
#eatigo
Got it. Receptionist enlisted for ability to scan faces in a crowd, smart move.
Drowning sorrows.
To Walking Street.
The smell of Manny was in the air.
This sustenance quickly went in the bin.
Genuine Mexican Food.
That's more like it.
Up at the crack of root o'clock and to the balcony for morning scouring.
Have had better.
In the field, inspecting the crops? It couldn't could it.
Off to Pai Canyon.
100 meter hike.
No pain no gain.
Must be great fun when you're half way out and it starts bucketing it down.
To a waterfall.
Didn't feel like crossing it anyway.
Fooker picked an okay place to hide out in.
To that temple on the hill.
He's there.
Somewhere.
Dejected, lost, it was time to admit defeat and move onto the next rumoured location.
Suddenly, upon turning onto the 1095, there was a voice… a voice calling to me.
I’d heard it before.
I’d recognize it anywhere.
The words carried on the wind like Mozart’s 5th.
Music to my ears.
It was him!
I ran inside.
And there he was…
As happy as could be.
Wanker. There was hope and then you dashed it. I was holding it together, just, but then those words - and he's right, you Rat you Jerk.
I'm off
Last edited by NamPikToot; 13-06-2019 at 12:06 AM.
Tip top travel thread.
Everybody loves a happy ending.
Hope you both shared a Pia pipe of peace
Thought maany was down souf...
You picked up a bulk shipment of dodgy Viagra in Pai didn't you Lulu.
Nonetheless, lovely variety of shots, Lu...
Per usual.
Cheers.
Fuck Manny.
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