This happend the morning before the Full Moon Party on Koh Pha-ngan, Thailand. I wrote it but never posted it. It’s too funny to keep off the site:
One early morning, or late night depending how you look at it, there was a kid passed out on the table next to me while I was eating dinner… or breakfast, at a restaurant on Haad Rin. He was shirtless, shoeless, half soaked and half covered in sand. About a half hour into my meal he slowly lifted his head and attempted to get his bearings. So, I did the only logical thing; I ordered him a beer.
We got to talking and he said the last two things he remembered was drinking a mushroom shake from “Mellow Mountain Bar” and then an hour and a half later waking up to the tide rising after passing out in the sand. Apparently two short girls did try to warn him not to drink them as he was walking towards the bar, claiming they didn’t work. They said they both had had one each and were on their second each, and still hadn’t felt anything… no one told them it takes over an hour to hit you and they only waited ten minutes before downing a second. The end. I have no idea what happened to them…
