Mr. Bob Went To Night Club

This is just a tribute. 

A couple of days a week, I have the pleasure of tutoring some fantastic Korean students who attend an international school here in Phuket. At that international school, my friend, Bob, is their regular math teacher...
 

Hi, Bob! 

Hah! I had to creep on his Facebook to acquire this "non party photo" of the man, because though a bonofied teacher (in America even) and a responsible and upstanding person, Bob has rage in this heart and dance in his soul, and that side is usually the side I capture on camera.

So, I tutor a couple of his students and one day, I was killing my time with one of the young ones by playing a game of Hangman. I had been spelling words like C-A-R-N-I-V-O-R-E, after our lesson on sharks. (He's awesome 'cause he's at the age where all he wants to do is talk about ninjas and dangerous animals. He loves soccer and Real Madrid, andddd he thinks Titanic 3D is gross because, you know, that guy...like...draws a picture...of that girl....)

It was his turn to come up with a word or sentence for me to solve. I started guessing letters and slowly, this is what was revealed -

M - R - B - O - B...what? I was confused - expecting something shark related. Then I filled in the rest of the letters and laughed out loud.

"Harry!" I exclaimed, "What is this?"
"Mr. Bob go night club," Harry said. "My sister...her friend...he saw him," he reported as if he was divulging the most scandalous news an eleven year old had ever been privileged with.

Mr. Bob went to night club, eh? Haha. Well, it just shows you how small this island really is. You can't go anywhere, especially if your students have older siblings who are at the age where going out means attending the bars frequented by the teacher population.

Last night though, well, at 3 a.m. this morning and after an evening of drinks and a proper Thai seafood feast, Mr. Bob didn't "go night club", he went to America. This post is a tribute to the Phuket family member, Bob. Though I'll see him for Pretty Lights in August, his presence in Thailand is going to be missed. Like I said, rage in his heart and dance in his soul...

First time meeting Bob we had a trippy walk to a waterfall.

King crab! Camping Trip

Ross' birthday fiasco.

Food Items Party

Calvin Harris isn't black...

Lastly, Bob might be one of the best music mixers that I know and I think that it is my moral obligation to share good music with the world, so I'll be rocking out to the last mix he made and I will also share it with the world. If you need epic-friendship-beats in your ears or an excuse to "get on the good foot", as my father would say, haha...here is a treat for your ears.  Bob's Mixtastic Mix. I named it that...for the record. :)

 Thanks, Mr.-Bob-Went-To-Night-Club!

Anywhere you are, and certainly abroad, your friends become your family. Family is what makes a place home. It doesn't matter about the distance between people or the length of friendship, family isn't something you decide, it's something that just happens. I was reminded last night of this fact and I know when it comes time for me to leave, it's the people here that I'm going to miss the most. 

Ah, holy shit. I grabbed my cell phone from my purse to charge and I had received this text. Talk about awesome timing...

5:10 

The things I will remember most from Thailand are my friends. Thank you for making my experience amazing. I will miss you until I see you again. - Bob

Here's to friendship. Cheers.