I was ready to return home, my vacation in Thai could also end his return from the wild jungle. There was still a week and I wanted to sleep, think little, fuck around. So from Chang Mai I went to Phi Phi Island, lovely sea treasure of Adamantine. The days passed lens since I had no commitment or obligation to respect time: in the morning I went to the harbor, I took a long tail boat (the typical Thai boat, similar to the Venetian gondola) and I was in the open sea, remained in the water for hours, with the fishes, in caves, up and down from the rocks martoriarmi feet, while in the late afternoon I was at the beach, palm-shaded reading, eating potato chips and drinking my iced beer.
Phi Phi is also an open-air disco 24 h its 24 and one night a young man of twenty knocked on my door to invite me to a party - but fun: could be my son! So I decided to redo the backpack and leaving. I asked the guy who ran the guesthouse to show me a place for retirees: "Or a Phuket, I advise or Kamala Surin, there there is nothing ". The Lonely Planet described Kamala as a fishing village, frequented by families with small children; Surin struck me as the evening, along the sea was filled with kiosks where locals cook fresh fish. With a fast ship I arrived in Phuket, where I took a taxi to Surin. I still wonder how my life would be today if I had not arrived in Kamala.
In fact I have to thank the taxi driver did not know the address of the hotel in Surin, while he had a high opinion of Benjamin Kamala, and my innate mental laziness – I did not want to commit myself with map and guide! - And so I let myself accompany Kamala. From my hotel I saw a strip of white sand under the palm trees and in the evening, to the 22, the restaurants on the beach already were preparing to close: a place forgotten by God, what he did for me. One evening at sunset, while walking on the bathroom dries, I can against a man: curls blacks Shoulder, eyes laughing, cute smile, a slender body and dry.
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"Do you want a massage?"I asked - that in Thailand and 'a rhyme continues at every corner! I have just crossed his eyes - mine was a holiday in solitary and I would never upset my my projects, even with bar talk - and I pulled straight just responding with a no, in my view, decided. His insistence united to her so kind and sympathetic prevented me from continuing, so, in front of a banana shake, We chatted for a long. We spent together the next day and the next. In the late afternoon, when Alee - his name - he finished work, took me around everywhere, then to dinner, then with friends, until I came back to Italy.
To be continued…
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