i went for the much hyped half moon party on ko phangan. how was it?

well, i really liked the concept of it and how it first originated, because the night sky over there really is beautiful, as was the half moon (i wonder how the full moon would be) and considering that the location was deep in the midst of some forested road, like a secret clandestine party, i was glad we drove that night.

as to how the party went, i guess my friend put it well enough. get the hottest and wildest from zouk, and throw them all together, multiply by 10, and you have the ingredients for a half moon party. think zoukout, but with more sex, drugs and alcohol. (although i highly disapproved of the music, which was trance, and the fact that alcohol prices were doubled that night)

and there a random thought came to me, watching the dance floor that night.

so you have all these random couples, meeting at clubs and making out with wild abandon like there was no tomorrow (yes it happened. a lot). and it's very much like life, how guys get bored or lonely, and end up chatting or picking up some random girl along the street or in a bar (or vice versa) and as the conversation picks up and becomes interesting, one or the other gets interested, and believes that this could be love, and your typical love story begins. which makes me wonder, is love reduced to two lonely hearts and a chance meeting in today's cold world, two lonely people drawn together for fear of spending their lives alone (an apt analogy fails me here), or does romantic love still exist? long walks on the beach, quiet candlelit dinners, the whole cliched lot.

call me a cynic, but i think the former's closer to the truth these days.