Escape to Ko Samet, Part Three: A Dane, A New Yorker, and Two Swiss Girls

Finding a nice white patch of beach in Thailand should be easy, but hasn’t been. In the last installation I found myself¬†trapped in Pattaya, freshly scarred by the horror of a ping pong show. And now the conclusion.

Escape to Ko Samet, Part Two: Pardon the Ping Pong Show

Pattaya. City of Eastern European tourists and hoards of burned-out freelance Thai prostitutes. It’s January, and I’m just trying to find a nice stretch of beach with pure white sand and very few people. I’ll find it, eventually, but not here.