So the caves were shallow, no big deal. But then I went on this loooong walk up to a mountaintop shrine. It was all steps...2200 steps! It was exhausting but the view was breathtaking. There were lots of monks meandering around. I was dying to suck one off!
Let me explain. Thailand is swarming with monks, usually dressed in these orange or mustard robes. Most men, sometime after high school, become a monk for a few months to a year, as a learning and spiritual experience. They are not necessarily the oh-so-serious-devote-my-life-to-Buddha types. They're always doing things they're really not supposed to do like shopping for CD's. In Bangkok there's this big big mall full of computers and software called Pantip Plaza. It is chock full of hot twink monks in their swaggy robes playing video games and shopping.
So here, by the beach, it's warmer and the robes are more abbreviated. It's just the mustard skirt and the matching one armed top (very trendy) that has ties up one side. Not only is one arm free but the one nipple is almost always exposed! There was this one muscular monk with little goatee, tattoos on his arm, and a nice big pinkish brown nipple! He also had that big Thai smile that I love so much. I'll dream about him tonight! What secrets does he hide under his holy robe?