The Morning After
Last night was the Full Moon Party but there was no moon. That didn't stop the revelers though.
The boys dropped at various times and I outlasted all of them in the race to sunrise. When finally those gorgeous rays of sunshine hit the beach I was exhausted and ready to crash. Still awash in body paint and fading memories from last night, we swap stories and down grub to restore some normalcy. It really is one of the best parties in the world. And Thai food for the next day? Yummy.
