Foot massages, regular pedicures at Coquette, a cleaner coming round to my apartment once a fortnight, and having someone do my laundry and fold my underwear – not that I actually asked them to fold my smalls; I really am living it up in Thailand. This photo was taken a few weeks ago and sitting to my left is Vicky, one of the English girls I hung out with at the Sunday Walking Street. The three of us walked for many hours that day so a half hour foot massage was well deserved. Tish had blown her daily budget buying earrings and other quirky things which is why she didn’t get a massage and took a photo of us instead, using her cool fish-eye lens. I want one!