Beaches and Boulders

One day a friend of mine, who goes by the name Max, whispered to the wind the location of some boulders. I, being interested in boulders, paid attention. On Sunday I went in search of those large rocks with a pair of grippy shoes and a towel. Having no crashpad to call my own, I was going only to settle an eye and a fingertip on boulders with a soft landing beneath them. Being near the ocean, some of these boulders rose out of the sand, which suited my purpose most wonderfully.

So these are the first boulders in Thailand to abrade my softened skin. My thirst once more whetted, I can say that they shan't be the only.