The Times of India

New Year's Eve, night before leaving

And a Happy New Year for someone else it seems.

World's best sublet -er.

World's best boyfriend seeing me off

Had to be sure to represent Canada with my going away outfit.

Late night at Swatow. I'll miss you too Dave

Leavin' on a jet plane

How very My Moon My Man

indeed

I'll take it January 3rd.

It was months before I knew what that hose was for

first Kingfisher

first elephant at the temple

Looking back now I can see that the temple at Tiruvannamalia was pretty stunning. That was not how I felt at the time. Sick, that's how I felt.

Pondi

The site of my first bout of heat stroke. Justy looks good though

Chennai airport. They love Canada everywhere obvs.

Oh you know, just your average once in a lifetime solar eclipse in Varkala

hello there

First ghats, I was overly excited.

First burn. I mean tan

Justin will kill me for this.

I loved the coffee

backwater boat cruise

the piglets of Goa

it's aight eh?

Arambol

this one's for you

our best friend in Arambol

um excuse me.

Udaipur, yea it's stunning.

Just your average palace

Did I mention about Udaipur. Yea it's stunning

Rajasthani dancin'

beat that hooker!

Accidentally got too much attention in my short skirt at the zoo. Justin thought it was hilarious. He took this picture.

High tea at the palace

um yea. Highlight for sure

Look casual Justin

The temple in Udaipur

Hello monkey.

Lake Pushkar. The one that is all dried up, that one.

Agra

Where's the Taj you wonder?

I know it's here somewhere

This might be it

Taj booties

I guess it is real.

More Agra

Agra Fort. Look who decided to join us, the Sun.

Too bad we're on our way to Rishikesh

Hiking at dawn.

O nothing special just the Himalayas.

The whole crew

My parents are so athletic

O is that a waterfall with a swimming grotto? I think so.

That's right folks that is a two man shovel. Ashley, do you see that? Why didn't we think of that? Indians are masters at making one man jobs into two even three man affairs.

Indian construction. That's no Taj Mahal let me tell you.

Amit, needs no explaination.

property

the Ganges

Beatle's Ashram

A little worse for wear

morbid much?

John is that you

Paul, George, Ringo?

The yoga hall we presume

More decay

Not gonna lie, it was a bit creepy.

Rishikesh

Rishikesh

Holi

Varanasi

I know I shit talked it a lot, but it was still pretty georgous

yea definitely georgous

she's very, "Namaste"

I know I know

Varanasi Laundry

Hey cutie

Hey yourself.

More Varanasi "Namaste"

Alright, maybe we didn't give Varanasi enough credit

Boat ride at dawn, "and on your left a dead body, human."

Puja (sp?)

I do love my coffee

Grandpa Rickshaw who took us to the hospital.

Headin' to the "shram

24 hour train trips make Justy cranky

that is until the chai whalla shows up

Nashik, it's aight eh?

First sunset at the 'shram

local ladies

arrival

the ashram from above

keepin' 'er clean.

powers out, again.

yogs

My ashram boyfrien Haman

work those shoulders

Vaman Yay!

get ready for it

okay here we go

sexy!

I'd do me.

Trimbak, the nearest town. One of my favourite places in India

It was quite picturesque

beautiful eh?

opps powers out again.

Elena, "If I stay here I will die."
She's from Bulgaria

mantra

mantra

my mantra -chai

rickshaw drivers

Man-got-to go!

India - commercial musings

This one is so great for so many reasons. First Katrina Kaif is a very famous Bollywood star. Second the nails and manic hand modeling. Third they managed to incorporate some good old fashion hair flipper porn. Fourth the elixir of life metaphor. Not to mention slow motion and close ups. What more could you want?



It only gets better in the newer version. This time they have incorporated the woodland fairtail cliche. Improved the sensual lip close up and slow motion. And there are more sexually gratuitous fruit. Way to go Slice!



Air India.
"Flying Air India?... No, that's too bad."

Sawatdee Kaa Bangkok

Well India kicked us on our way out the door. Figurative speaking anyway. Literally they almost wouldn't let Justin in the airport because his name was not on the confirmation documented I had printed from Thai Air. Then the bitches at the check in desk gave us a whole lot of 'tude. "Is there a post box at the airport?" I asked.
"No,"
"Really, because several people assured me that there was?"
She asked around. "No"
Then the guy checking in next to us asked what we were looking for.
"A post box," I said.
"O yes there is one right over there." It was within sight from the check in desk.
"But you could miss it," he said sheepishly because the woman behind the desk was glaring daggers. You could not miss it. After that Justin asked if we could have seats with extra leg room since he is so talk. Maybe first class he added good naturedly.
"I have plenty of aisle seat." She said icily, with the most bullshit smirk on her face. As we walked away from the check in desk Justin and I looked at each other and I could tell we were thinking the same thing. Let's get the hell out of India

We've been in Bangkok for two days, and we are already in love. Bangkok is like a playground for adults. Our hotel has a pool on the roof. There are 7elevens everywhere. You can drink in the streets. And the food is incredible, and you don't have to worry about getting sick from it. Even the stuff on the streets is safe, which is good because it also delicious and super cheap. You can eat, drink or check your email 24 hours a day. We went out to DJ Station last night, a gay bar in the Patpong district. I was invited up on stage to shake my tits with a fat drag queen. These things are always happening to me.* On our way to the club we got offered tickets to the ping pong sex shows, which are famous here, about two dozen times. I am sure you can imagine what that entails, but if you are not very imaginative google it or youtube Priscilla Queen of the Desert. We also had the most delicious margaritas. And our tuk tuk driver did some stunts with us in the back on our way home. We've been to the mall twice. But only to one of the malls. I have counted at least four. We can't go to the others because of all the pesky protests.

O yea did I mention the political unrest. No? Oh I guess it slipped my mind. I am not sure how since it has been on the cover of the Tribune everyday since we arrived. Probably I forgot because the papers make it sound scarier than it really is. In fact from what I have seen the Thai protests are more like street fairs or music festivals. In fact there are live bands and pop groups performing, and there are stalls with food and souvenirs for sale. So how a Thai protest is different from a music festival I can't figure. The red shirts really know how to throw a good protest. Except for the whole shutting down the malls and storming the parliment. In fact there is a state of emergency in Bangkok right now, but so far the only impact it has had on us is divered traffic and a slight hike in tuk tuk prices because of detours.

Bangkok has really great public transportation. We've taken the Sky train everywhere, and the water ferries and even the public buses which are super easy and cheap to navigate. Tomorrow we are going to the floating market in the morning, and then we are going to spend the afternoon at the pool and go out for dinner and dancing. Life is rough...

* Happy ending massages galore