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I’ve gotten more relaxed since I’ve been traveling, but I still have OCD moments. The iPhone e-book  app “Stanza” visually represents a bookmark as a torn page corner. I stopped leaving bookmarks because it bugs the shit out of me that a virtual page is purposely torn.

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There are many things I’ve done on this trip that I never did at home. For example, in Los Angeles I would never have been caught dead going to Watts, but in Thailand I’m visiting a lot of them.

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I was turned off when I saw the word “dung” on a restaurant sign in Vietnam, but this place in Thailand beats the shit out of that. So to speak.

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I wonder if the currency in Thailand was named by someone trying to say “toy boat” 3 times fast.

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After walking through many of the streets of Bangkok, I still haven’t seen a trannie bar called “Island of Misfit Boys” but that’s a natural one for the holiday season.

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After spending a month in Vietnam and moving on to Thailand I had to get used to traffic driving on the opposite side of the street. Well, I actually had to get used to them driving on only one side of the street.

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The only way this dog exercise treadmill could be any cooler is if they built a giant Habitrail around him.

note to PETA: the treadmill was not motorized, the dog was running on his own and loving every second of it

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I thought dogs in Thailand were really well behaved, but then realized that it’s just too hot for them to do more than lay in the shade, lift their heads and “meh” at potential intruders.

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If you had grown up in the 70s, you’d remember that Mr. Moose would constantly drop ping pong balls on Captain Kangaroo’s head. When I heard about “Ping Pong Shows” in Bangkok, that’s what kept coming to mind. Now I can’t shake the mental image of Mr. Moose shooting ping pong balls out of his vagina.

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Showing a Justin Bieber video in a nightclub should be banned for breaking some kind of underage drinking law.

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If hookers aren’t your thing, it’s nice to know that there are ATMs where you can get a date rape drug quickly.

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One of my favorite looks on women in Bangkok is wearing glasses with her hair tied up. I’ve named that style “the Naughty Thaibrarian.”

Caution: Marge Simpson Riding Train

1920s Railway Laborer Ahead

The street may be called Pispot, but I hear it’s actually a shithole.

Is this called Rue de la Vignette because the buildings are made up of short stories?

Donk: Please watch your head.

And the award for Random Attraction of the Year goes to: The Canada Museum in the middle of a small town in Belgium

Isn’t a double negative grammatically incorrect? I can only interpret this as “End of the Zone you can do nothing in.”

Apparently parking meters accept poker chips in this area.

Watch for Spontaneous Xanadu Re-enactments

Sorry, I didn’t get any good photos of the guy who apparently died during his visit to the red light district (yes, DURING). But it was definitely interesting to watch the hullaballoo.

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Bikes were parked everywhere. The most in any one place was near the train station. This is about 1/3rd of a multi-level parking structure and bike parking area. Regardless of all the bikes, I was actually not comfortable riding around town. The way cars, bikes and trains cross paths, it’s like those old silent movies where the getaway car crosses the tracks milliseconds before the train rams it.

Bike parking by the train station.

Yes, yes. You’re comfortable with your sexuality. We get it. You don’t have to keep beating it to death. So to speak.

Nationaal Monument at Dam

I would estimate that 30% of bikes in Amsterdam are discarded and forgotten.

Bike or unique planter?

I thought it was cool that houseboats were apparently permanently moored by the canals.

Houseboats

Is there even room for a Dalmation in this car? I hope the hook n ladder truck is a bit larger.

Fire department vehicle

In case you were curious how furniture gets to the 5th floor with those tiny little staircases.

A "ladder-vator"

And finally… I’m more terrified by what this sign might mean than anything else I’ve seen in Europe.

DNA spray - WTF??