I was floating on my back staring at the vast blue sky, tropical palm trees swaying gently in my peripheral along the shores, the water a perfect temperature rocking me as I casually drifted along, and mist dancing around the peaks of towering dramatic limestone mountains in the distance. It was a scene from a post card, so tranquil, calm, everything I’d wanted and needed after a busy year. Aaah Thailand.
That bubble quickly burst as something wrapped around my neck, and another brushed against my leg, and then hand and then stomach. I quickly jerked up out of the water to find myself suddenly floating in a sea of plastic chip packets, wrappers and cigarette butts. Tranquility crushed, paradise lost, and I’ve never been the same since.