We went to dinner almost every night in one of the four main ship dining rooms. Each one had its own theme, but the food was the same in everyone. We were supposed to get dressed up, but I really didnít see the point. My mother hates my hair but loves me anyway no matter what I wear, and my father wouldnít notice if I came in a towel. So who was she trying to impress? It didnít matter, she was out to dazzle.


I found this gentleman wandering around the royal Thai gardens. Isn't he dazzling? I couldn't help but wonder if this was the result of some buddhist hazing process...