not lost, yet

I've done pretty well for myself. Yes, there has been some wandering, and yes, there have been times when I didn't necessarily know exactly where I was but I have yet to be not be able to figure it out with the shitty free map that I grabbed from the train station.

Today I stopped by Chaba House, which is the guest house where a bunch of people from my school are staying. My room was definitely nicer that Melissa's, but there was a very lovely courtyard there. I found out that Andrea, Mike and I were so close to it when we went searching for it, but we would have never found it. Things are on these little lanes and sorta streets here, called Soi and then a number. It makes things a little confusing when all you have is an address.

When I left, I made a wrong turn on the Super Highway, but was able to figure it out. I seem to have packed my hatred for taking taxi's when I came here and have been walking everywhere. It's good to try to work off all the rice, noodles and thai sweets that I've been eating.

I had to walk past the building where the little boy, maybe about 10 and maybe a little mentally disabled, said hi to us and then proceeded to run at us when we waved back and hugged me and tried to pat Mike's ass. He followed us for quite a while, so much so that Andrea suggested we cross the street. I knew he was harmless, but still.

I ate at the Mexican restaurant that everyone is raving about

 

The Salsa Kitchen, pretty good burrito and cheap margaritas

Tonight I met a couple of girls who are going to ITM and staying at my guest house. They invited me out with them on Friday. There was a third girl in my class today, named Gina. I guess she started last week but had to drop out because she was ill. She's from the L.A. area and is really nice. We were supposed to try to go to the jazz club again tonight, but she wasn't feeling well. I might make friends yet.

Melissa and I went to the market today at our lunch break. They were selling a lot of fresh produce as well as some clothes and eels!

 

Bucket o' fish and bucket o' eels

 

Birds. 

 

Melissa at the market with a 59 baht wife beater 

I guess the birds are wild birds that they catch and then sell to people to set free and then they catch them again. They're stuffed into these tiny cages. I'm not a huge fan of birds, but I still think that's pretty wrong.