Well he's home. The son arrived back in Calgary around 8;45 pm. I can't believe he arrived with the same amount of luggage that he left with - a small suitcase, a back pack, and a sling bag. It's been three hours since he arrived and this is what I have learned so far about the trip.
1) He wants to go back in a few years.
2) All the young girls that he encountered think he looks just like a soap star in Thailand
3) He is quite the barterer (sp) at the markets
4) Smoking cigars is not like smoking cigarettes (his words not mine)
5) His new favorite drink is the Samsung bucket. Thailand whiskey, coke, red bull - combined in a bucket and straws for everyone.
6) He can count to 1,000 is Thai
7) Wet and dirty clothes in a suitecase for over 24 hours emitts an awful smell
8) Going one month without shaving was not an option - even gave himself a haircut
9) No matter how jet lagged you are, one can always go to an opening night movie of Dark Knight at 3:00 am.
10) One can visit Thailand for an entire month and not miss his cell phone, but as soon as he steps into his home domain, the phone is on and busy as ever.
So yes I got a few details. The soap star story was the funniest. Even when he got to the resort part of his trip, the hotel staff was asking to have their picture taken with him. As soon as he shows me the soap star he's referring to, I'll post the resemblance. So in addition to having his picture taken with all these young girls, there were also a lot of "ladyboys" who wanted their picture taken. (transvestites).
I should have taken a picture when he walked off the plane with his three little bags, his muscle shirt and his fishing pants and flip flops. He really did look like a hippy on the go.
I can't wait until he has distributed all the "yucky" cigars he brought back for his friends. They don't even have the nice cigar smell to them.
I know someone who is going to be doing laundry first thing tomorrow (and it won't be me) Well maybe not first thing, because I'm thinking if he goes to a 3:00 am movie with his friends, he's going to be one tired puppy when he gets home. Good thing I didn't take time off work, because Patrick is going to be asleep anyways.
I did get a chance to look at a few pictures. Over 1600 pictures and I don't think I have made it half way through. Good thing the pictures got saved when the camera didn't. It got wet somehow. Guess he should have bartered for a new one while he was shopping.
The group Patrick was in consisted of three guys and 7 girls I think. So the three guys stayed with one host family - who just happened to be the mayor/leader of the village. Smart thinking on the ISV team for that one. Curfew in the village was 8:00 pm. Maybe we need to look at some of those laws over here!!!!!! Patrick did keep a journal so I'm anxious to hear more of the stories.
The scariest story from his trip was the flight home. I guess at the end of the flight to LA from Bangkok, the plane started shaking from turbulence and all Patrick could think of was LOST, the TV show. Great - hopefully that thought leaves my memory the next time I have to fly to LA, like in September.
Off to bed -
Stacey
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