More Delicious Pai
I am a bad bad little blogger.
Now that I have that off my chest, I’ll continue.
And will break the last few weeks down into digestible chunks.
So, Pai was fun. We partied and chilled out and joined the backpacker massif in having a rip roaring good time. I was befriended by one of the hairiest and friendliest Thai man I ever did see. He was playing guitar in a pretty much empty bar one Sunday evening. Just me, a Japanese family and two awfully strange German men who liked to stare. Num (yes, Num) played his hairy heart out to us, regaling us with Doors classics (didn’t recognise the one about the stains at first, but turned out he was trying to say strange). Until mid song he cried out to me “Noooo! Please don’t leeeeave meee! Don’t leave! I have to play til midnight!” I had no idea that the rest of the bar had escaped. Leaving me. And him. Singing at me. I hadn’t the heart to leave. And by God I’ll tell you, it’s mighty uncomfortable when a hairy Thai man is staring into your eyes from 4 feet away singing about stains. Later, while he did my hair into a nice bun, he thanked me for staying and asked to borrow a hair tie because his afro kept blowing into his eyes. A strange but interesting guy.
One evening, we decided a game of cards in our bamboo bungalow with a few bottles of Chang beer was well in order. We searched high and low for a deck of cards. At least 2 shops.
“Cards! Cards!” Tracey yelled to the nice man in shop number 2. “Do you have any CARDS!” (because obviously speaking louder really bridges the language gap) and mimed dealing a deck.
The nice man looked at her oddly, reached into his barrel, pulled out a deck and said “Yeah no problem, that’ll be 140 baht please, can I get you anything else?” Justifiably embarrassed, she paid and slunk away.
While picking out the frostiest of beers in the trustiest of 7/11s, all the power went out in town. Rainy season can be a total kick in the gonads sometimes. But thanks to an assortment of mini-mag torches, 3 cigarette lighters, 2 cigarettes, a headlamp, a pre-purchased pineapple shake, a wind-up torch (with radio included in the wind-up ness!!) and a few candles donated by our landlord, we were back in business. Until we realized we had no bottle opener. The gonads were once again feeling the pinch. It was like crisis after crisis. I only wanted a frickin’ game of cards and a beer! It was a mess. There was fizzy beer all over the room, the ants had a drunken field day.
But it was fun. And later that night we met some ladyboys.
PS. Watching The Lord of the Rings is tough enough at the best of times. Watching it dubbed in German and subtitled in Thai is both a mental and physical challenge.
Tags: Thailand, Travel
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