Today Austin and I woke up around eight o’clock once again to the sound of the local motorcycle taxi revving his engine right in front of our window- I think he does it on purpose. Once I was fully up I looked outside so see all of the girls getting in to the van. Not that this was unusual, but school was supposed to start at seven and the girls were usually the first to go in the morning. As I walked out our door I was greeted first with saswadii’s and then with the humidity. The girls then started all yelling at me:
“Hurry hurry we have to go- get in the car!” So trustfully not knowing where we were going Austin and grabbed our fanny-packs and loaded up in to the car with the girls. Now all twenty of us were in the car and off to… somewhere.
About ten minutes in to the drive Austin and I were watching a Thai Chick-Flick and still laughing at all the wrong times and not sighing when we were supposed to. This drive is where we learned that girls are girls no matter where you are in the world, because we were soon all in an argument over who was hotter Jacob (Taylor Lautner) or Edward (Robert Pattinson)… Austin and I were strong Jacob supporters while all the girls thought Edward was the hottest guy ever besides Justin Bieber.
On our first stop we had lunch in a side of the road restaurant in the middle of fricking nowhere: the Thai equivalent to Kettleman City. Lunch was going great lots of rice talking playing and then it happened. The one thing both Austin and I had feared. Four or five plates of whole head still there to look at you fish steaming on the table. And God bless the Thai custom of making the white people eat everything first, so scared of what might happen in our mouths and other parts of our bodies later we dug in. Let me just say I will never be scared to eat any fish ever again- it was so good. It is now one of our rules to taste with our tongue and not with our eyes. After we were done the parents refused to let Austin and I pay at all so back in the car we went.
Four hours into our drive we stopped again this time in some town near the beach and full of monkeys. Not nice monkeys though, greedy growling gross monkeys. As we were walking I noticed a big sign that read “Only 496 Steps.” Austin and I had the same facial expression of NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! Up and up and up we went, one screaming monkey/poopy step at a time. Around screaming monkey/poop step number 150 both Austin and I were elected group Sherpas and we started carrying the girls up the stairs. Once at the top we could see almost forever- huge lush green mountains behind and the big blue oceans in front. It was beautiful and peaceful for about two seconds until the monkeys started attacking the girls. So we ran with girls on our backs down all 496 steps to the safety of the van. After everyone was down we were on the road again, but this time half of us were in the back of a truck. Twenty minutes later we were at the sisters house of one of the BNK parents. They prepared us a meal of green papaya and crab legs, and we sat around for a while until it was time to go home.
Once again all twenty of us loaded in to the van with just one meal stop one the way home. Five hours later we were back at our room hot and tired from a good day.
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