Not all of the fire folk are professionals. There is quite a bit of amateur fire dabbling at the Full Moon Party. I need hardly go into the details of what happens when a bunch of drunks who've been up for a couple of days voluntarily get into close proximity with flaming arches, jump ropes, spinning hoops, balls, and the like. Kind of like a train wreck, in that you can't help but watch. And photograph. For the observant amongst you, the lady in the foreground with the fantastic legs? Not a lady.
