Phuket....the land of sand, surf and lady boys......

Hi,

How have you all been....in case you wonder why I always address my posts to people...I have faith... that someone reads this..:)...and what reinforces my faith is the comments you all leave on my blog..even if it is just one person....:) ..thanks...

Well, this is write something about the land of free spirit,....Phuket, Thailand...where prostitution is legal and lady boys (Men who decide they can't take having a penis anymore...and decide to get their breasts enhanced) who are treated with the same amount of respect as anyone else... and let me tell you..they are very very nice people.....Going to this place reminded me of the song by Sandy Thom....'I wish I was a punk Rocker'..great song...try to listen to it sometime...

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn't play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and when radio was king,
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul And computers were still scary
and we didn't know everything

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair ....


I managed to do all the things I have only seen on Nat Geo and wished to do...rented a bike...wandered around the place with a map,...sunbathed, snorkeled..(and officially declared that I am scared of deep waters, life jacket or not)....spent a glorious afternoon at a spa....

but there was something that caught my eye wherever I went, the spirit of the people,....they laugh and live a normal life even though they are fully aware that danger lurks around the corner every second...I am referring to the Tsunami....We discovered a place that might have been resplendent with lights and life when it was 'alive'...now all that were left of it were ruins...Pic included above...it almost made me want to ask that little bright red shrine, what the place was like before it was hit by the wrath of the sea....but then i guess that the magic of the sea.....its an oxymoron in itself.....you love it and you hate it....

In all it was a great trip and I want to go back to Phuket again.....to drink in its sights and sounds once more and spend lazy afternoons near the sea...hearing it roar and come after me...

When pop-stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair ....