Surprisingly enough, I’m quite fond of tits. Big ones, small ones, all shapes and sizes, they are all wonderful. I’m gaining more appreciation for T.I.T.S. as well. There are big ones and small ones. An appreciation for T.I.T.S. does seem to make the day go just a bit nicer.
So what is T.I.T.S.? “This is Thailand, Silly.”
Consider this;
I could say that this wouldn’t happen in the US, which is likely true, but the thing to remember is, this is not the US. As terrible as Pattaya is for traversing in a wheelchair, it is progressive for Thailand, and this is Thailand. It does strike me as a little ironic that a Vocational School for People with Disabilities would put a metal structure on the sidewalk in front of the school that is near impossible to pass in a wheelchair. Then again, the construction area just beyond the school has not been traversable by a wheelchair for months (and is not associated with FRF.) And if you look closely between the legs of the tree, you’ll see a guy hobbling along with a cane who did manage to get past the structure.
With all the wonderful scenery around here, it’s all a bit nicer when you’re able to take the T.I.T.S. into consideration. Granted, “that” (whatever “that” is) might not happen in the US, or the UK, or Germany, or Sweden, but we’re not in the US, the UK, Germany, or Sweden. We’re in Thailand, and we’re here by choice as visitors and guests. And when all is said and done, this is Thailand, silly.