Backpacker Stereotypes pt.3

This is the third and last part in our series about Backpacker Stereotypes. Chances are you have seen some of them while backpacking Thailand, or as you read further may realise that you are one of them. Have fun and enjoy your holiday in Koh Phangan. Check out part 1 and part 2 on the Phangan Explorer website, www.phanganexplorer.com

The Bore

The Bore - This backpacking-type exists in two distinct and separate sub-species, and both are equally as unwelcome if sat next to on a bus or train.
The first variety of Bore is the Travel Bore, who is operating under the mistaken belief that you actually care how many pillows you get at Bunky Backpackers in Darwin, or how much rice you can buy for 20p from Mam's Pad Thai in Bangkok, or why he prefers Dan's Tours to Dave's Tours at Wagga Wagga, or why he likes to make hats out of aeroplane sick bags. This backpacking-type will happily chat for hours about the relative merits of various rucksack features, and how he used Internet to send photos to himself.
The second variety of Bore is a more common variety and has less complex characteristics. He or she is, quite simply, a Bore. Initially friendly and approachable it becomes all too clear all to fast why this person is travelling alone. Dull, dull, dull! How can the travel experience have failed so miserably in producing an interesting, well-rounded individual? This backpacking type has so little personality that if they were alone in a room, there would be no-one there! Move seats and get the hell out before your brain melts!

Lovesick

Lovesick - This backpacking-type has been persuaded by friends and family to take a year out to travel the world and have some fun before she settles down to a career and a boyfriend. The trouble is, she was already nicely “settled down” before she left, thank you very much!
Her new traveling friends take her to some amazing and wonderful places, and she is meeting more interesting and fascinating people than she could shake her mobile phone bill at. However, despite the incredible opportunities travel has opened up to her, she still hates everyone who coerced her into leaving the UK in the first place. You see, she's left her boyfriend of three years back in England at his accountancy job in Milton Keynes and regrets every day she spends on the other side of the world without him.
“Why did I love him?” she blubbers as she calls him on her mobile phone for the millionth time that afternoon and waking him up at 3am due to the time difference. “I miss him so much! I wish I'd never left home! I bet he's seeing Sandra! I HATE it here!”

The Romeo

The Romeo - You set off on journeys around the world to expand your mind, broaden your horizons, learn about new cultures and, wherever possible, have lots of energetic and sweaty sex with rampant, horny fellow travelers and lascivious, insatiable locals. Unfortunately, Mother Theresa saw more action in her life than you have over the last few months.
Why?
Because The Romeo (a hunky, gorgeous, charming and well-hung backpacking-type) is busy servicing all womankind leaving you stuck in hostel bar with a group of inebriated Germans and a Japanese tour group for company.

The Corpse

The Corpse - No matter what time of day you check into a youth hostel on your travels, when you enter you dorm room you will invariably encounter The Corpse.
The Corpse is a mysterious, static and lifeless pile on the bottom bunk of a bed in the darkest corner of the dorm. He is presumably asleep, and occasionally emits a grunting, snorting noise to remind everyone of his inert presence.
Whenever you return to the dorm room, night or day, The Corpse will still be there, dead in the corner. More caring travelers periodically check The Corpse for a pulse, but otherwise this guy has become part of the furniture.
Oh well, at least he's having fun!

The Adrenaline Junkie

The Adrenaline Junkie - Woah! Righteous, dude!
The Adrenaline Junkie lives life in the fast lane, a self-confessed hardcore nutcase with an unhealthy obsession with extreme sports that borders on the insane. This backpacking type has several screws loose and a heavy metal soundtrack running in his head. If you can jump off it, tie yourself to it then throw yourself down it, slide down it, climb up it, surf it, dive it, ride on it, swim in it, hang off it or otherwise similarly endanger your sanity, health and well-being, the Adrenaline Junkie will be there, leaping over the edge stark naked and yelling “WOO-HOO!!!” at the top of his voice.
Look for: The Adrenaline Junkie can be seen anywhere extreme sports are found. Usually New Zealand, where taking part in such activities in one's Birthday suit is free of charge. Any country that invented bungee jumping from a paraglider and throwing yourself down a steep hill in an inflatable sphere is the Adrenaline Junky's kinda place!