Major accomplishment today. Woke up in time for a real breakfast. Surprisingly, Karen and I were the only ones downstairs. That just heightened the feeling even more.
At the mall right across the street from our guesthouse there is a chocolate selling area. I would call it a stall but it sprawls a bit too much. Which is perfect because it's all chocolate. They give free samples there so we keep going to try and get more but it's always the same girl handing them out. We even tried going when she would be in school, because she always wears her uniform, but it was closed. The others went back later and there she was.
We were supposed to go to a temple today but due to Lilith taking someone elses suitcase at the airport and the guy (pay attention to that detail because it becomes important) there was a change of plans. Instead he was accompanied by the Winos to his favorite jewelry store. Everything there was way out of our price range so we wandered around oo-ing and aww-ing at the precious gems. After that Drexler left us to go return the suitcase and we walked back to the guesthouse. We stopped to visit what we thought was the Bangkok art gallery but was instead the galleria. For a country without a violent past and with everyone seeming happy, quite a bit of the artwork was disturbing.
We returned and I pretty much just slept for two hours. I awoke alone and was rather sad, but too sleepy too care. However Karen came back and we all went to dinner. We got ripped off big time. The server put an extra 40 baat on our bill just because we are foreigners and we couldn't tell him we knew what he was doing so we had to pay it.
Before that happend, we were told the Tale of Drexler. He had to take the suitcase, which had terrible wheels that didn't turn right, onto the sky train and then had to walk for a few blocks to this guy's hotel. When he arrived at the front desk this big, sleazy, German came up and grabbed the suitcase away. According to Drexler he looked like one of the older men back in Cambodia that were parading around with prostitutes. Then the German started demanding money since he had to buy a lot of clothes due to the loss of his suitcase. What clothes did he have to buy since the only things in the suitcase were fruit and women's underwear!! When Drexler refused to give him any money, the German proceeded to kick him, punch him, then kicked him a couple more times. For a big guy he apparently punched like a baby but Drexler was so stunned by these actions he just stood there thinking "What the hell is going on??" which is a direct quote. Eventually a hotel employee came over and restrained the German, giving Drexler time to escape. As he was leaving the German shouted at him "You're not even Christian!!" which made Drexler's day. I think Drexler should have shouted back "That lady isn't even your wife!!" Drexler is completely fine by the way, just a bruise he isn't sure how he got but we all blame the German. If you are wondering why Lilith didn't go with to return the suitcase she accidentally took, so are we.
Tomorrow we are going to the beach for a few days. In all of history there have probably been no one else less looking forward to it. We have to leave at 6:30, which is right when breakfast opens. I already went out and bought a doughnut. Not sure if I'll be able to spend much time in the water thanks to my fungus but I will do my best.
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