I didn't really sleep last night, don't know why, probably a sensory overload thing. Preaw (my sister) had to wake up early, 5am to get to her VISA interview and I "slept" later until about 7am and hung out with khun maa (mom). Preaw did not return until about 11am, apparently, there was a lot of standing in line. Maa and I met Preaw and Khun Por (Dad) at a Japanese restaurant, right next to the one we ate at yesterday. It was there I learned that tofu is slippery when wet and miso soup adds no flavour to it at all. However, unintentionally dropping it in rice, with teriyaki sauce form your chicken, helps to rectify the utter blandness that is tofu.
Then Preaw and I went shopping and she bought us matching elephant coin purses. Then it started raining, hard. After waiting out the rain for a few minutes, it just got worse, then it got a little better and we decided to book it across the street and back to the safety of the condo. When I say raining, I mean the streets were flooded rather quickly. I am not used to running in a foot of water and, being the graceful beast that I am I tripped (in the process almost losing my sandal, having to go back a little ways to get it). So my foot is scratched and my ankle is swelling (noticeably, Mother), but not too bad, took an Advil and will sleep it off (auto correct turned Advil into anvil, well that's one way to get to sleep).
Then we set off to Chanthaburi. I have no good pictures of this drive as 1) it was rainy 2) it was dark and crucially 3) I was asleep for most of it.
About 40 minutes away we stopped at a restaurant. The first table we stopped at had a frog on it and like the thick idiot I am, I once again forgot my camera (note to self: read your "notes to self" otherwise they are useless). We didn't sit at the table with the frog, but I don't think its because there was a frog, I think it was because the table was getting wet from the rain. There we ate rice with various toppings, curry if some sort and pork and sour mango stuff and so on. They ordered the curry not spicy, but it still burned my tongue. I also need to work on my rice to curry ratio, I think I was using too much rice (but it was spicy).
The toilets at the restaurant were squatters. You stand on the sides of the toilet, squat, do your business, throw the toilet paper in the garbage and then pour water from a pot beside the toilet to flush it. Is that what it's like in Italy? I don't know.
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| My own awesome room. |
Still having a great time. And I once again promise pictures, when I figure out how to put them on here.
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