The Lord of Battles or the Cowardly Piglet – Your Call

Hmm well I saw a lethal fast mover today he was patrolling about two meters under the salt moving wayyyy faster than I could ever hope of matching. He was the Shark a two meter cruiser that choose to ignore me. Unfortunately, I decided to withdraw to the secured beach position – not because I was truly scared (though it is true I oft admired Piglet in his wise fear of Heffalumps) ahh no I withdrew just for the drama factor you know to pretend I was in some sort of Monster Movie- and truth be told my camera was not shooting anymore. Thus, I withdrew and fell in love with the French or I should say a French Lady named Sophia; well no I did not really fall in love with her but she was a charming lady- a pity as she was there with her boyfriend whom I advised that he should marry her.
Ahhh but the point is ahhh:
"I have failed in the task."
Beowulf the Sea Monster Killer would be shamed – no blood of the shark went into my pot and no creature fell to my aquatic might – errr actually I was unarmed so I'd of had to strangle the shark, which might not of worked as he did not have a proper neck. Besides, I've been careful not to step on any of the coral nor molest any of the creatures herein as it is against my stewardship values. So the whole point is I am not the immortal killer men blazon unto me – and besides Beowulf himself succumbed to another ancient and feared monster the Dragon – where as Piglet would have survived. Regardless, on the morrow I shall again go to the shark point and seek more of these beasts to frame into the control of my underwater camera I'll post pictures sometime in March when I scan them at my school for free.

Eating with the Glut or Marry me I am Smaug the Pony Devourer

I hear the baby cry poor punky kid hmmm it is changing time in the Koa Toa PC Room. It is a tough life I lead having people wait on me every day and smile at my dumb jokes. 40 baht= 1kilo of laundry done Christ save poor Boo or Lake (Ok I am writing the Thai ladies' names phonetically sorry no clue how to spell them) of the My favorite one that I do with every lady baker / restaurant cook is: "MMM this food is soooo good are you married?" if the befuddled lady answers, "Yes." I then rub my eyes with my closed fist mournfully saying I I wanted to marry you and you cook for me every day. But, in this case- as in the Tantoe View Resort ( I highly recommend it too) she answered, "No not married." I jubilantly smiled and spurted, "Ahhh you marry me and cook for me every day. I get big and fat" To which the English fluent Thai owner interjected, "No No Thai food don't make you fat. It healthy." unfortunately there is always God question that must come betwixt my would be wife and I- the Thailand people are mostly Buddhist seeking after a state that I can not acquiesces to. Err that is I do not believe in the core Buddhist Dogma...Ergo are future harmony would not be. Ahhh but the point is Thai food is da bigggeddy biggedyy Bomb as Kevin Boyd would say. I should write more on the Snorkeling I am doing here next post maybe... opps correction I now am going to say I reccomend it somewhat ahhh some quibbling service issues have made me less fond of the Tantoe View Resort... ahh I will move on to another the day after today maybe Mae Haad...

Koa Toa or Goat or Shark?

There was a time or two I doubted the movement through the syrup of time. The cloying gooo stuck on me and slowed me down. Memories are sometimes old wounds that play in your guts like the remnants of a Frag that joked through your flak jacket. I journey onward today to Koa Toa and Bali... What will I find in my time? - Large bowls of curry goat? A blue sea clearer than the mind of a martyr? Or my gory and painful death at the hands of the largest shark that ever swam into the costal waters? I will skin dive all the day. Or will I glut some fine roasted shark on a Koa Toa beach? Will I find my Spartan dream Lass- a big shouldered surf and MTB Road race Amazon who can out swim me? Time will tell, but Stoats cannot tell time. I can, and as it bleeds from existence so it crushes the strongest men. So I'll have to smear my allotted moments on things I won't later regret... There were some things I should have done and some more I shouldn't have, but everybody has a few regrets....I suppose God had no regrets errr maybe except he for when he regretted making men.

Me and some Jeju Hagi Kids

This is the best picture I think I got of cute Korean kids - if you can beat the punky factor on this you must be in Heaven with angels- no but they are cute little punks, My guess on what they are thinking is, "Mama why are you taking our picture with this strange foreigner? - he's sweaty and smells like an overgrown Stoat."

The Jeju Prince Rides about ahhh Jeju

Hmm well the picture above is where I stop to greet my small harmless subjects. As the kind and fearless - on the bike this has caused me injury - Prince of Jeju it is my sworn duty to protect them- and make sure they give up any chocolate or cookies unto me should they so hold them. In this case these small girls had no food stuffs so I had to settle with a happy picture that catches my summer glory... no actually the kids are much cutter than me.

As I said a picture too start off of who else - me on the high point of the 1100 meter road...

Ahhh is this an Intro? The First Post; or How a Stoat Started His Writ

Hmm so I will start with a picture of well- me. I claimed this high mountain top- errr ah 1,100 meter somewhat lofty point as mine own. But, I'd also like to thank all the kind people who have fed me along the way; for even Smaug the Golden Once was a tad smaller before he usurped the greedy hoarding Dwarves from The Lonely Mountain. In all seriousness though, it was a fine climb and upon my descent must I admit to all-car passing and forgetful insanity as the speed and power of my 11X53 spinning propelled me forward to dine on the wind, curves, and tourist vehicles that I flew past in my glut for swiftness.

Ok this is the first entry here...Hmm so my name is Dan- I rule Jeju form the front of my middle school classes and behind the cars, buses, and trucks I draft on my Merlin road bike- unless I pass them. Not much to say- I am working today on my vacation. But, this is the way of the Korean teacher: KorTeachShido not Boshido- the way of the warrior. Whoa that's a pathetic pun better stop now.