What I did on my summer vacation - or vague, out of focus images of Thailand.

The passengers view from the back of a tuk-tuk.  Not recommended for the faint of heart.

Can you believe the things you see on the road in Bangkok?  A VK Commodore.  The mind boggles.

The head of the reclining Buddha.  You'd be that relaxed, too, if you'd just achieved Enlightenment.

And here are the Buddha's massive feet.  A German is included in the foreground for scale.

I really liked these stone guardians.  Just the thing to scare away Jehovah's Witnesses.

I guess this photo isn't all that interesting unless I tell you that just before I took it the guard was scratching his balls.

You don't see that at Buckingham Palace.

The lads go and see Thai boxing.  There's me again on the left, Kumar Karuppiah to the right, Richard Worrad and Anthony 'The Kid' Girgis.

I kept encouraging Anthony to get up there cos he would have monstered these little blokes, but he had forgotten to bring his trunks.  Shame.

Before the fight begins the fighters perform an elaborate dance for good luck, I suppose.  They're gonna need it.

Then they belt each other.  Do they what.  Sorry about the blurring but they wouldn't stay still while I said 'cheese.'

Eventually, though, there's a winner and a loser.  Guess which category this bloke falls into?

 This is one sport where an elbow to your opponents throat doesn't get you a life ban, it gets you bonus points.

Later we saw a Thai Elvis impersonator.  Wiwa Ras Wegas!

At the time I took this with my digital camera I thought I was being real subtle about it and no one noticed.

 When I looked at the photo later it was quite obvious that the guy is looking right at the camera.  Yah, REAL subtle.

Mind you I was half cut at the time.

Three on a motorcycle.  Apparently the record number seen on a motorbike is seven.

 I can't confirm that, the most I ever saw was four, although one of them was asleep.

Bangkok traffic at night.  Just like the day only more headlights.

A typical domicile in Pattaya.

Ronald and Starbucks in Pattaya.  They really are everywhere.

If you're ever thinking of going to Pattaya for a good time, don't.

Just trust me on that one.  Go Go-Kart racing then get the hell out before nightfall.

The cabbie who drove me to the airport - and what a nice chap he was.

He drove me around a couple of times when I was in Bangkok.

I hold him personally responsible for converting me to Buddhism, which must be worth, oh loads of Karma.

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