We rented a couple of cruisers and biked around Chiang Mai. We got lunch out in the university district at a road side stand (Thai Spicy Salad with Fired Pork, complete with surprise shrimp, papaya salad, fried pork slurry, and sausage). Heard a couple american business men talk about how unevolved Thai business culture is, and he was every bit the douche he sounds like. After lunch we checked out a couple shops down a cute little alley and did a little window shopping. All in all, just a fun day exploring.
Originally we had agreed to take it easier that night, but the best laid plans. In summary: we made new friends, new enemies, shut down one club, pulled some strings and got into a second club for free, danced a lot and upon returning to the guest house, woke up some poor schmuck with the courtesy to yell, “shut up, asshole!” Neither of us took too kindly to that (Kerry astutely pointed out:
- that we’re not assholes
- that (s)he had no right to call us that.
But at that we called it a night.
