Back to Samui, first time since that little interval last year . . . this time my companion was Piyatat Hemmatat and we stayed at The Library . . . P'Ji, the GM had kindly invited us to check it out and see what little projects we might be able to do together . . . needless to say, it was like a primed blank canvas waiting to be painted upon, in the most secluded and private enclave that exists on Chaweng beach . . I'd say there are a few fun little things we could do.
Caroline Gaimari, her sister Angela and Laetitia stayed the weekend too, this was their first visit to our wonderful kingdom, Caroline recovering from Paris Fashion Week festivities, the magazine she works at, Purple, being the centre of much fashion and culture of late. Respect to the girls for not shying away from the shambles that political in fighting has caused.
Caroline and Piyatat
Laetitia and Angela
We had a fun little weekend in SAmui, love the red pool, it's what I imaginei walking on Mars would be like.
The library is great, especially in the day time, a little oasis of books and dvd's. Oh and Breakfast Culture on the beach- that we absolutely adored . . .even if I resulted in me being burnt like a lobster taking completely foregranted the intensity to the Thai sun.
YL Residence was also lovely, owned by a friend of Piyatat's, private, seculded and totally Miami . . .like those houses on star island with its own lawn. What kind of parties could be thrown there with close friends, one can just imagine, I know Caroline is plotting especially because there is a zoo next door and she got to pose with a tiger. . .and we got to meet little baby cubs and monkeys. Too cute.
Alas, Monday morning arrived and Bkk was dead, a strange tension enveloped the city, it took me less than 20 mins to get to work thus it felt like I acutally got a bkk airways flight to MCOT.
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