This true story recalls the time that a Mikey Finn was slipped into my drink on Christmas day, while I was celebrating and drinking cheap whiskey with local Thai hoodlums. Not surprisingly, I woke up without my wallet near a secluded alleyway. It was at this time that I discovered the real meaning of Christmas. (more…)
This article was written as I experienced a major flood. At the time, I had to paddle my boat just to get to school, and a number of local ruins were threatening to collapse from the strain. Ayutthaya was heavily flooded in order to protect Bangkok, which was a touchy issue among locals who had their homes destroyed.
Unfortunately, the draft that actually appeared in the Bangkok Post was heavily censored. No negative mention of Bangkok was allowed. The idea of expatriates helping out other expatriates was also curiously downplayed. False information was mysteriously added. For example, my editor wrote that students were teaching me to paddle a boat — when few of them actually had this skill in the first place. (more…)