... we shit you not.

the cost of a service is one you must sometimes just embrace. And perhaps its the shoestring budget we've grown into, but when we were told it would cost 70฿ for someone else to wash our laundry, we were upset. nevermind the fact that 70 bhat is only around 2 dollars- we just want cheap goods and services. I guess a dollar only goes so far anymore....

anyways- monday, january 12.

After our stint with the internet, the typical baugette breakfast at the New Joe guesthouse resturaunt, and then our cold showers, it was time to hit the town. We headed to drop off our laundry, and thinking we would be departing bangkok today (jan 13), we were hoping to get our laundry washed and back in the same day, and were also disspointed to hear that it would not be available until the following afternoon. So we dropped it back off in our room and then began the search for our tickets out of Bangkok, and into Burma. Following the advice of a friendly man in one of the ten thousands of internet cafes, we consoled AirAsia.com. Its kind of like the asian equivalent to cheaptickets or orbitz. We were delighted to find the flight would only cost us about 160 bucks, round trip! cheap!!!

So we bought our tickets. Departure from bangkok is now Thursday, Jan 15th (our time, people). Printed our tickets and dropped off our laundry (since we now had the time) and spent some time in the atrium of the guesthouse, reading and journaling.

(i'm skipping lunch becuase it consisted of a pinapple and a watermelon, consumed with a wooden stick infront of a 7-11)

DID some more walking about bangkok, then decided it was most necessary to sit and drink. We walked by a couple resutraunts (they all serve beer) and settled at our favorite, right in the middle of khaosan road. spent some time people watching and admiring the clans of people, backpackers, and peddlers. There are these ladies that walk around, wearing these black hats and outfits. they all carry these little wooden frogs with a small stick you can run along the back, producing a sound similar to the croak a real frog might make. There must be at least 250 million of these ladies, and during the half hour we spent at the table, we were approached by like 50 of them. They all look exactly the same, and you start to get confused. I began to investigate these ladies, trying to find some characteristic to help distinguish them. The only useful identifier, i discovered after minutes of intense research, were the stylings of their shorts. They alll wore different basketball shorts- some addidas, some plain black, some with micky mouse prints. hmm.

we ate dinner at may kai dees again. the food is unbeatable. the price is unbeatable.
wandered back to the guest house as khaosan life was beggining. it really is an interesting place. you should all come here.

anyways, as for the title of this blog...
while at breakfast this morning, at the new joe (so good....), the same black cat attempted to take a shit, in the exact same sopt, as yesterday. He was only stoped by the fierce voice and flailing arms of an employee. How Funny!


ok, much to do. much more later.

-willandcody xxxxx