Can’t be too careful with your company.
Dinner, a market, and a boat ride down the river in Bangkok, Thailand.
How anyone can be hungry after eating over a hundred (or 200) wontons is beyond me. But, after the contest, after drinking a few beer’s in Crazy Legs’s room, we set out to find food.
It was late, and we couldn’t find anything open. A cab driver, of course, offered to take us somewhere, which I pretty much knew was a mistake. But we were hungry. And desperate. (I mean, I for one did not eat 200 wontons.)
The place was expensive and I ordered the cheapest thing, but then others ended up ordering multiple dishes or really expensive dishes, and we all shared and split the bill. So I ended up spending way more money than anyone should on a meal.
But whatevs.
And then we braved a couple of tuktuks back, who went fast, who raced each other, who at least got us back in one piece…
The next day I got up early and met with the boys. We hit up a giant market, and shopped for a while. And I ended up buying way too much.
At night Erik and I went to get massages. As his masseuse was finishing up in the curtained off room next door I swear I heard her say “you want happy?” He swears she didn’t. (In any case, I heard him say no to it.)
And then Matt and I went out for dinner, walking all around to find him some curry. He made a good dinner partner, since he, like me, obsessively took photos of everything he ate.
Matt left that night and the next day, after the Super Bowl, Crazy Legs, Sam, Erik, and I took a boat down the river, stopping at the end to walk through a food market.
On the way back Erik attempted eating some peppers he bought, expecting them to be hot, but they really were just sweet…
So he pulled out the hot ones…
And then, alas, it was time to say goodbye, as Erik was leaving, and I wouldn’t be seeing Crazy Legs the next day. So I left them, and changed up my hostel to the other side of town, and anxiously awaited the arrival of a new batch of eaters…
