Nicer place
Havent done anything today, poolside (left side of the picture) reading book drinking beer.
Jonathan Strange and Mr Norell is a great book.
No More shitty hostels with back packers. The Gustafssons are joining the old German and Japanese couples at the nicer establishment.
Tomorrow we are going on a boat trip to the place they filmed The Beach, apparently the book is better than the movie.
The real life experience is better than the book.
Thailand
So much has happened.
Met so many fun people.
Nice sunrises,
Glowing seawater.
Full Moon Party.
Annoying Israelites.
Crazy Taxi Rides (as usual in Asia)
Okay, Ill start with the annoying Israelites, then Ill have a quick chat on ze route so far, and finish with why Im sitting here writing this with a bloody nose. Ill might come back to other stuff later, but probably not. Will be good party stories though so just come on by to Singapore and Ill give you a "rövar-historia" or two.
Ze brother and I went on this really nice boat trip, started out with some snorkeling and looking on to parrot fishes and other nice sea creatures.
Quick joke: Whats Orange and sounds lika a Parrot?
Answ: A carrot! HA!
Rickard (brother) had some problems with the snorkeling equipment, and so did for some reason a lot of other people on ze boat, it isnt that hard is it? float around, breathe, look at fishes.
Anyway, on the same boat there was this family. Old ppl, kids, two fathers, a couple of mothers. A modern family for the win.
The two teenager guys were the most annoying, grabbing and groping all the girls on the boat, then started to take pictures of them. Not the most unusual behavior from teenage boys, but when their 50+ dad is starting doing the same/.... Well.
They swam in the laguna that the locals specifically said that we were not to swim in.
They were always late.
They thought they were the shit./
They were extremely annoying.
So congrats Americans, Norwegians, Germans, You all just got bumped down on the most obnoxious ppl on vacations, Israelites are numbero uno.
Today we arrived on Phi Phi Island, super nice, a little more expensive than Koh Phangang,
The full moon party ws the shit, We met a lot of cool ppl and one German couple and a guy from San Fran decided to come with us here today.
Tomorrow we are upgrading from a kinda not so nice room (got AC so not terrible) to a little more badaboom establishment. I wanna finish my vacation in style.
The ride today took around 11 hours, not too bad everything was jointed together and smooth, but still you get tired on sitting on a boat that is ment for maybe 100 ppl and there are 250 on it. After dinner, a not so good hamburger, (stick with the local stuff, its great. Western food, not so much) I had a well needed two hour nap, and then it was of to Reggae bar where they also had this big thai boxing ring. It didnt take long in to the happy hour before Rickard wanted to go up and fight. I wasnt too keen, but after one more Mai Thai I was game.
First Round was the most tiresome shit Ive ever done. Rickard got some good punches and I delivered some as well.
Second Round, I remembered those four boxing practises Ive been to and started to box a little, however I let my gard down and Rickard gave me a fist straight in the face and blood started to run down my face.
I got a little pissed, which is pretty much what you get when you gotten a bloody nose from your little brother so I gave him some hits and managed to give him on big uppercut that got him down on the floor.
My brotherly love was long gone when I delivered the stroke, but still kinda scary to see someone fall together like that. But as you all may know, Gustafssons are not made of weak stuff, Swedish Steel with Ikea Finesse and stubbornness and Rickard was on his stumbling feet again after only a couple of seconds.
The second round was over. I thought I was going to pass out of exhaustion, and my head was a little groggy.
Some water,
Some advise from one of the fighters,
And the third round was on.
Rickard it seemed was determined to go for Knock Out and I had to step back a couple of time focusing my eyes to see that little ginger headed shit ;)
Then I remembered the advise, Body, Head, Body.
And the second body hit went straight in his Solar Plexus and little brother was out.
Big brother is still oldest, but I might have won the match, but he is still out partying and Im heading to bed.
11 hours of traveling and a couple of days partying....
Getting older is a biach.
Met so many fun people.
Nice sunrises,
Glowing seawater.
Full Moon Party.
Annoying Israelites.
Crazy Taxi Rides (as usual in Asia)
Okay, Ill start with the annoying Israelites, then Ill have a quick chat on ze route so far, and finish with why Im sitting here writing this with a bloody nose. Ill might come back to other stuff later, but probably not. Will be good party stories though so just come on by to Singapore and Ill give you a "rövar-historia" or two.
Ze brother and I went on this really nice boat trip, started out with some snorkeling and looking on to parrot fishes and other nice sea creatures.
Quick joke: Whats Orange and sounds lika a Parrot?
Answ: A carrot! HA!
Rickard (brother) had some problems with the snorkeling equipment, and so did for some reason a lot of other people on ze boat, it isnt that hard is it? float around, breathe, look at fishes.
Anyway, on the same boat there was this family. Old ppl, kids, two fathers, a couple of mothers. A modern family for the win.
The two teenager guys were the most annoying, grabbing and groping all the girls on the boat, then started to take pictures of them. Not the most unusual behavior from teenage boys, but when their 50+ dad is starting doing the same/.... Well.
They swam in the laguna that the locals specifically said that we were not to swim in.
They were always late.
They thought they were the shit./
They were extremely annoying.
So congrats Americans, Norwegians, Germans, You all just got bumped down on the most obnoxious ppl on vacations, Israelites are numbero uno.
Today we arrived on Phi Phi Island, super nice, a little more expensive than Koh Phangang,
The full moon party ws the shit, We met a lot of cool ppl and one German couple and a guy from San Fran decided to come with us here today.
Tomorrow we are upgrading from a kinda not so nice room (got AC so not terrible) to a little more badaboom establishment. I wanna finish my vacation in style.
The ride today took around 11 hours, not too bad everything was jointed together and smooth, but still you get tired on sitting on a boat that is ment for maybe 100 ppl and there are 250 on it. After dinner, a not so good hamburger, (stick with the local stuff, its great. Western food, not so much) I had a well needed two hour nap, and then it was of to Reggae bar where they also had this big thai boxing ring. It didnt take long in to the happy hour before Rickard wanted to go up and fight. I wasnt too keen, but after one more Mai Thai I was game.
First Round was the most tiresome shit Ive ever done. Rickard got some good punches and I delivered some as well.
Second Round, I remembered those four boxing practises Ive been to and started to box a little, however I let my gard down and Rickard gave me a fist straight in the face and blood started to run down my face.
I got a little pissed, which is pretty much what you get when you gotten a bloody nose from your little brother so I gave him some hits and managed to give him on big uppercut that got him down on the floor.
My brotherly love was long gone when I delivered the stroke, but still kinda scary to see someone fall together like that. But as you all may know, Gustafssons are not made of weak stuff, Swedish Steel with Ikea Finesse and stubbornness and Rickard was on his stumbling feet again after only a couple of seconds.
The second round was over. I thought I was going to pass out of exhaustion, and my head was a little groggy.
Some water,
Some advise from one of the fighters,
And the third round was on.
Rickard it seemed was determined to go for Knock Out and I had to step back a couple of time focusing my eyes to see that little ginger headed shit ;)
Then I remembered the advise, Body, Head, Body.
And the second body hit went straight in his Solar Plexus and little brother was out.
Big brother is still oldest, but I might have won the match, but he is still out partying and Im heading to bed.
11 hours of traveling and a couple of days partying....
Getting older is a biach.
Softich...
Imorgon blir det Thailand.
Long Time No Internet
Yo Yo Yo ze Internet World.
En månad av grejjer har händt.
Jag har inte fått turn around photot från Shanghai.
Jag har dansat runt iförd rosa peruk.
Jag har sålt en hel del deals.
Jag har varit på Junk-trip.
Jag har gått upp ett kilo till...
Jag har beställt flygbiljetter till Thailand.
Jag har har fått nya roomates.
Jag har flyttat in i en sjukt najs lägenhet.
Jag har inget internet.
Jag har fått min bror på besök.
Jag har fått sjukt god mat av min bror som är kock.
Jag har köpt mkt nice restaurangmat till min bror.
Jag har börjat dricka billig tequila igen.
Jag har fått nytt iskallt pass.
Jag har flyttat till ett nytt land.
Jag har börjat simma sjukt tidigt på morgonen.
Okej börjat simma är väl att ta i.
Jag gjorde det för första gången imorse, men en av mina roomates har bra med självdisciplin och går upp tidigt på morgoen för att simma. Idag va hans andra gång, min första, jag pratar om Mr. René Selvig:
Rene har flyttat ner till Asien och ska styra upp Strategic Account avdelingen här nere. Eller rättare sagt starta SA Asia. Blir nice. Jag trodde jag hade koll på boolsk sök och grejjer, men det hade jag uppenbarligen inte. E ballt å
Hade goodbye party från HK i fredags, en episk kväll.
Vi hamnade på ett ganska posh ställe och det va ganska posh tills det gick förbi en gatuförsäljare som erbjöd diverse huvudbonader. Två sec senare så hade 10 closingday-lyriskt-trötta-mwarriors på sig olika blinkande djävulshorn och peruker.
Vi startade ett Rave-party och folk kom från andra uteserveringar för att dansa och joina ze fun.
("God stemning" NEAR "Target Ppl" OR "fun ppl") NOT "party poopers"
Uken för det så va det Junk Trip och Summer party på kontoret.
Sjukt nice, blev hämtade i en fete stor båt, massa mat, massa öl, trevligt folk, mkt musik
Rickard (bror) blev ninja full för han trampade snett när vi spelade vollyboll. Ett jävla gnällande så jag gav honom en stadig en och så fick jag och Dave bära honom upp i sängen och han sov i 17 timmar.
Här chillaxar vi lite med lite bad och öl:
Det är ett helvete å simma med öl i handen.
Men på lördag så flög jag alltiså till det nya landet.
Singapore is the shit, det är fint väder och varmt och rent och varmt och grönt.
Bor med Heidi (big boss) och Rene (Strateg)
Det är typ sjukt bra ställe, pooler, hiss rätt upp i lägenheten: Livin lika A bauss!
På mandag drar jeg til Thailand. Första semestern på jefligt länge.
Ska bli en vecka full moon party, en vecka chillax.
Jag skyller på Rickard när jag berättar att jag ska på full moon party, men jag är sugen som fan också, ser ut som en sjukt bra fest. Update kommer seinere.
För nån helg sen så började jag dricka billig tequila igen.
Vi är ute med en av the bigbosses.
Dave beställer in en shot bricka med tequila och säger till Chris (bigboss):
Oh Chris! You shouldnt have!
Chris ser lite förvånad ut och drar upp credit card.
Så då va det bara å skåla.
Nej, nu har jag druckit en öl och ska ut å dricka lite mer öl.
Det er October fest ikväll blir ballt.
Och nu släckde Rickard ner hele kontoert.
Utsikten är fantastisk.
En månad av grejjer har händt.
Jag har inte fått turn around photot från Shanghai.
Jag har dansat runt iförd rosa peruk.
Jag har sålt en hel del deals.
Jag har varit på Junk-trip.
Jag har gått upp ett kilo till...
Jag har beställt flygbiljetter till Thailand.
Jag har har fått nya roomates.
Jag har flyttat in i en sjukt najs lägenhet.
Jag har inget internet.
Jag har fått min bror på besök.
Jag har fått sjukt god mat av min bror som är kock.
Jag har köpt mkt nice restaurangmat till min bror.
Jag har börjat dricka billig tequila igen.
Jag har fått nytt iskallt pass.
Jag har flyttat till ett nytt land.
Jag har börjat simma sjukt tidigt på morgonen.
Okej börjat simma är väl att ta i.
Jag gjorde det för första gången imorse, men en av mina roomates har bra med självdisciplin och går upp tidigt på morgoen för att simma. Idag va hans andra gång, min första, jag pratar om Mr. René Selvig:
Rene har flyttat ner till Asien och ska styra upp Strategic Account avdelingen här nere. Eller rättare sagt starta SA Asia. Blir nice. Jag trodde jag hade koll på boolsk sök och grejjer, men det hade jag uppenbarligen inte. E ballt å
Hade goodbye party från HK i fredags, en episk kväll.
Vi hamnade på ett ganska posh ställe och det va ganska posh tills det gick förbi en gatuförsäljare som erbjöd diverse huvudbonader. Två sec senare så hade 10 closingday-lyriskt-trötta-mwarriors på sig olika blinkande djävulshorn och peruker.
Vi startade ett Rave-party och folk kom från andra uteserveringar för att dansa och joina ze fun.
("God stemning" NEAR "Target Ppl" OR "fun ppl") NOT "party poopers"
Uken för det så va det Junk Trip och Summer party på kontoret.
Sjukt nice, blev hämtade i en fete stor båt, massa mat, massa öl, trevligt folk, mkt musik
Rickard (bror) blev ninja full för han trampade snett när vi spelade vollyboll. Ett jävla gnällande så jag gav honom en stadig en och så fick jag och Dave bära honom upp i sängen och han sov i 17 timmar.
Här chillaxar vi lite med lite bad och öl:
Det är ett helvete å simma med öl i handen.
Men på lördag så flög jag alltiså till det nya landet.
Singapore is the shit, det är fint väder och varmt och rent och varmt och grönt.
Bor med Heidi (big boss) och Rene (Strateg)
Det är typ sjukt bra ställe, pooler, hiss rätt upp i lägenheten: Livin lika A bauss!
På mandag drar jeg til Thailand. Första semestern på jefligt länge.
Ska bli en vecka full moon party, en vecka chillax.
Jag skyller på Rickard när jag berättar att jag ska på full moon party, men jag är sugen som fan också, ser ut som en sjukt bra fest. Update kommer seinere.
För nån helg sen så började jag dricka billig tequila igen.
Vi är ute med en av the bigbosses.
Dave beställer in en shot bricka med tequila och säger till Chris (bigboss):
Oh Chris! You shouldnt have!
Chris ser lite förvånad ut och drar upp credit card.
Så då va det bara å skåla.
Nej, nu har jag druckit en öl och ska ut å dricka lite mer öl.
Det er October fest ikväll blir ballt.
Och nu släckde Rickard ner hele kontoert.
Utsikten är fantastisk.
