I find my own stuff on stick Nirvana
Scott finally turnedup in Krabi, he was only a day late which is not so very much in Thailand. We had one last drinking session as he was off to Suann Mokkh to do a meditation retreat and I was off to Koh Phagnan to celebrate my birthday in the customary fashion. We had a wander down to the markets for some food, and low and behold I found down a street I've never been in the most incredible selection of stuff on sticks. I was in heaven.
Of course she couldn't really tell me much about what the stuff on sticks was so it was a bit of a Russian Roulette. But this chicken and rice somehow combined and cooked on a stick was unbelieveable, it's modelled by Scott who is actually 41 if I remember rightly, he's quite photogenic the bastard. There was a huge array of stuff and I couldn't try it all, if only I had found it a few days earlier. I was particularly impressed by cake on a stick.
We had the usual evening of booze consumption, can't remember too much about it to be honest, all the nights in Krabi tend to blend into one. I know we tried on some weird clothes, I actually bought a t-shirt but left it in the shop and said I'd pick it up the next day so that I didn't lose it during the drinking session. Of course I forgot to go back so the result was the same. Scott didn't buy this t-shirt which I think is a shame. And along the way I took these pictures Quite why anybody would want a KFC in Krabi I have no idea. Whilst I quite liked Krabi I'd rather not go back there as I've been there about 4 or 5 times now and where I am now is bliss, but I've left my big rucksack there, so I need to. I've been following a policy of booking into a big hotel once in a while that has a proper room for storing bags so you can leave stuff and travel light. Didn't really say anything in this post. Still...at least I said something.