Phranang Cave Beach & Railay, Thailand
It has got to be my favourite realistic place upon this Earth. Immense levels of utter chill. You walk along the beach which is might I say, the footpath in Melbourne terms. You have the occasional "thought session" with yourself where you appreciate your discoveries and grasp tightly onto them so they don't float away. I mean, you can't hold everything in your brain. Totally off track: I remember I used to ask my papa bear, "Dad, who is the smartest man in the world?" He'd reply, "I am, Bru". I was in clear astonishment to as I had known the smartest man in the world my whole life. Then I grew up, becoming a naive little girl that actually thought Blink 182 was so rocken and no band in the world could over come their beloved music. Oh boy, was I wrong... I reminisce these questioning memories, particularly my papa's, 'til this day, I do think he is the smartest man in the world, and boy do I fucking hate it! See, what the fuck? Myself rambling on like so, I guess Melbourne is a great place. Phranang Cave Beach, Railay, Ao Nang whatever ! They're simply the greatest.