My experience in Asia tended to confirm the experiences described in The Quiet American, sans the war bit. The infantilized Asians, harem culture, lovestruck young devious Americans, and middle aged embittered alcoholics were all spot on, though.
you're an idiot
fred
I often take journeys without maps, but no, I can't say I had thought that I was living in a GG novel.
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I met TOAC where you meet everybody -at the Hotel Rayong City. I'm there every morning at ten. I'm English. I have habits. I drink tea. I'm a teacher, so I listen. I have a lover. I like to watch her arrive at the tyre fitting place next to Tesco Lotus.And there was TOAC. A face with no history and no problems. The face we all had once.
"Take this, brother; may it serve you well."
Fuck he was a great novelist. Far too underrated--eclipsed by the likes of Hemingway
He'd told me he was working up north, so I wasn't surprised to see him.Originally Posted by Anna Key
I was surprised to be happy to see him.
I sleep in the daytime, I
Work in the night time, I
Might not ever get home
My life feels more like a Graham Chapman novel.
4 more years!
At the moment my life feels like a Bukowski novel.
And I don't even like Bukowski.
I live my life like a K.Kwai novel.
that bad eh.
Yeah ... but's it's original.
I read a Graham Greene novel in Thailand...might have been QA, might not.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez - now there is a man that describes the Thai experience.....
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand
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