The King is very prominent here in terms of public image. He's on all of the money in the same set pose on one side, the other side has other shots of him like this one with an SLR camera, too bad I can't see the brand. Traffic circles have big paintings of him, restaurants have framed pictures, and our hotel has pictures by every elevator that also share some facts. One shows him with his dog that was once a stray and it has a little blurb explaining how this shows compassion and other such virtues. One shows him visiting the remote areas of Thailand to better understand the conditions in the kingdom there and what he can do as a good king to help.
This place has so many tattoos it's unreal. Like not quite Maori, but close. It's all the Ameri-Euro-Brit crowd, and although a few of them don't look to bad, most don't add much it seems. I'm not against tattoos per se, but maybe in the context that they look good. It's like Banksy versus unartistic kids with ten bucks to waste on spray paint. Fatness doesn't exactly help either. It's not often I see two parents with a tenth of their body inked, let alone a dozen sets of them all with kids in tow over the course of three days. The fellow in the attached picture had both arms done, plus about 80% of the surface area of his chest and stomach wrapping around the other side, and his wife was similarly done too. The amount above population median that has mucho tattoos can't be fluke, this must be a vacation spot/time/location that draws a concentrated demographic by a filter system not obvious to me. They probably think I'm an oddity.
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