I grew up in a small town called Tokoroa. A town built on pine forestry, farming and sustained by a pulp mill. Conservation and nature was not a key part of the local culture.
Continuing on from Part 1 in which I discussed non-judgement of Thai working girls, I did judge another girl around the hotel pool one day, but she wasn’t Thai.
In 1973, due to civil and religious unrest, travellers were advised to avoid areas of southern Thailand, so my travel buddy Nigel and I decided to head for Koh Samui Island.
Let’s face it – winter on the Coromandel can be brutal for skin. Salty winds, indoor heating, chilly mornings and (believe it or not) those sneaky UV rays all lead to one thing: a thirsty, stressed-out skin barrier.
In 1975, after a three-week stay at a Buddhist monastery in Sri Lanka, I made my way by ferry across the Palk Strait to Tamil Nadu in southern India …
I grew up in a small town called Tokoroa. A town built on pine forestry, farming and sustained by a pulp mill. Conservation and nature was not a key part of the local culture.
Continuing on from Part 1 in which I discussed non-judgement of Thai working girls, I did judge another girl around the hotel pool one day, but she wasn’t Thai.
In 1973, due to civil and religious unrest, travellers were advised to avoid areas of southern Thailand, so my travel buddy Nigel and I decided to head for Koh Samui Island.
Let’s face it – winter on the Coromandel can be brutal for skin. Salty winds, indoor heating, chilly mornings and (believe it or not) those sneaky UV rays all lead to one thing: a thirsty, stressed-out skin barrier.
In 1975, after a three-week stay at a Buddhist monastery in Sri Lanka, I made my way by ferry across the Palk Strait to Tamil Nadu in southern India …
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