A wise man once said…
For Xmas I want a time machine. First I’ll push the reverse button to before Xmas, and then fast forward to skip past the misery. ~ F.H.
That wise man is my former bossman and that was his Facebook status on Christmas Day.
It perfectly sums up my Christmas sentiments for 2010. I’ve cried all the tears I’m gonna cry about my Christmas and my homesickness, and I’ve hit the fast-forward button.
And I’m fast-forwarding all the way to……..THAILAND!
At this very moment, I’m sitting at a Starbucks at the Kuala Lumpur airport, awaiting my connecting flight to Hat Yai. Final destination: Koh Phangan.
If you know Koh Phangan, then you know the Full Moon Party. And if you know the Full Moon Party, then you know that complete madness awaits me!
Yeah yeah, I know, I’m a bit old for Full Moon. At 31 years old, it’s hardly my scene to be drinking red bull/vodka buckets with 50,000 backpackers on a beach, covering myself in glow-in-the-dark body paint, playing double-dutch with flame-torched jump ropes, dancing til the sun comes up, and then dancing some more.
But guess what – I’m as young right now as I’m ever gonna be again in this lifetime, so what the heck!
Last time I was on the island, I was there on a romantic getaway and it suited me just fine to skip the party. But now it’s me and two very important guests of honor: I’ve got 2010 on one arm, deserving of a royal send-off; and I’ve got 2011 on the other arm, to bring on in a BIG way. And in this part of the world, I don’t think it gets any bigger than the Full Moon Party.
- Excitement? Check!
- Sensibility & safety precautions? Check & check! (Hey, I can’t get compleeetely stupid – I’m an old lady, remember?)
- Local ex-pat sofa to crash on? Check! (Thank you, awesome Slovak buddy!)
Full moon, here I come! Errrrrr…Christmas crybaby WHO?
That’s right. Fast forward.