Dan the man

The photo shows two prescriptions I bought in Thailand. The reason goes back nearly one year. After twenty seven years of living in Venice Florida I wanted to move, we have family in the mountains of NC. So we decided if we got the chance we would move, we did so we packed all our stuff and left Venice to our new home in NC. The house we moved to was fully furnished with a hot tub which is awesome because I sold ours in Venice because I didn’t want to move it. Once we got settled in I treated the hot tub with the chemicals the owner provided, well after a week or so I was getting dry skin, it was spotting and I thought maybe it was eczema or some other skin problem and bought some eczema cream and that was it. Over time it came and went and I didn’t want to go to a doctor that will just write me a prescription with a bunch of unwanted side effects and I’m a patient man so the cream was good enough for me. We we left for Thailand a few weeks ago it was nearly gone and I wasn’t even thinking about it, but when we got to our house in Bangkok and I started hitting the pool every day the dry spots came back and again it wasn’t that bad, but my wife wanted to do something about it and we stopped at a pharmacy near our house I showed the pharmacist my spots he and my wife talked for a bit and he gave me a blister pack with eight pills (a antibiotic of some sort) and a bottle of oil and told me to use both in the morning and in the evening. Both prescriptions cost about $3.50 America dollars hell I throw away more than that on lottery tickets so if it works great if it doesn’t no problem. after eight days it all cleared up. I still use the oil because there’s still about three quarters of a bottle left and I am back in the pool with no problems at all. I’m fairly certain that in America it would have cost way more than what I spent here and yes I know the cost of the plane ticket my point is in America I couldn’t walk into a CVS or Walgreens without a prescription from the doctor who’s visit would have cost a couple of hundred dollars, but here it’s very simple and affordable.

Every year my wife and I go to Thailand, we have a home there and will spend more time there in the future. We love getting massages and found this place not far from our house four years ago, the owner knows us and gives us discounts because we go twice a week while we’re there. The staff there are more professional than other places we’ve been to I don’t need a happy ending while my wife is lying next to me, but no matter what for me there is a intimacy that comes with getting a massage after all she’s going to be taking care of you for at least two hours. At the start my wife and I are next to each other and she gives instructions to the girl taking care of me, sore back, spend extra time there, arms too. She get right to it, there’s no conversation we will spend fifteen or twenty minutes in a massage fore play connecting to each other, she’ll feel my body’s response to her touch, I will not shriek in pain when she finds those stubborn muscles that just won’t soften. That’s when our bond becomes stronger she’s working harder more determined to get a rise out of me, but I will never utter a sound as she pokes and pulls at my body in search of a reaction to her labor. Tears run down my face, but are hidden in the darkness, she twist my body in an attempt to break me and I find out later that she was impressed with my flexibility. Years of martial arts and yoga keep this plus sized dude flexible. An hour and a half into it she starts the healing process, she has given up trying to break me and now starts to heal and comfort me which brings us closer than ever as close as lovers, emotions are high and the desire is strong. At the end we’re both spent, she’s panting and a little sweaty, I’m satisfied and a little sleepy, we’re coming down from a two hour massage that’s not unlike a two hour love making. The human spirit will always amaze me. My wife pays the bill and sets our next appointment, she gives me tip money to give the girl who is more than grateful and quietly hopes she’s working the day we show up again. Because we’re the heaviest tippers that go there.

We have been very blessed to have the ability to travel. As a child I believed travel was solely for the wealthy as I grew older and realized anyone can travel, but my upbringing and mindset was you have all you’ll ever need right here. When I built my pan head I traveled locally, it’s not really traveling it’s riding around to new places less than a days ride from home. I never flew until I was in my late thirties it was down to Florida and I loved it, and Florida was the first state I had been to outside New England. It’s exotic, tropical and way different than CT. I loved it so much I moved there and lived there for twenty seven years. I met my Thai wife there and she loves to travel, we’ve been to a handful of different countries, but home for us is USA and Thailand. So now we’re heading to Thailand for a couple of months for some needed R&R plus I learn more about the culture of those beautiful people. The main thing I learned traveling to different countries is to respect their culture and way of life, who am I to tell them they should be living as I do? Believe as I do? American culture is diverse a million different ways, but when you are invited into people’s homes you must respect their live behind the front door. Same as with going to different countries and most other countries are not as diverse as America, but if you don’t want to end up in a foreign jail obey the laws of their land… if not say home. Yeah, it’s that simple.