Sunday, April 17, 2005

Ant bun

Hey James, that would be excellent to meet up! we're heading to hanoi tonight (another 12 hour night journey... oh god nooooooo!), then to laos and then if we have time chiang mai, but i'll try and get to bangkok by the 21st cos it would be cool to get all the goss from england! when do you leave bangkok for down south?

We just went to the marble mountains in hoi an (seriously people, i don't make names up, but sometimes, when i can't be arsed to look at the lonely planet and hannah's not around to ask, i just guess names, so sorry for any misinformation, like, we were laying on the beach after the course and these thai islands all sound the same to me, so i was like "hannah... where are we? are we on koh lanta?" "...no katy, that's in the south of thailand, we're further up on an island called koh samet" "oh, ok, just checkin'" .

So anyway, we've just been to the marble mountains, here in hui ne (or whatever) very impressive, indiana jones type caves to wander through, very cool, again, not realisig a lot of trekking would be involved and physically squeezing through some tight crevices in caves, i wore my pissing flip flops nearly causing another near death experience. Then we went on a river cruise where due to a mix up (i think i gave the booking centre the wrong room number) we got a whole boat to ourselves cos we were late, and i gave the driver a cigarette cos i was having one, and then he let me drive the boat! and then while i was driving the boat he gave me a massage... this is the second back massage i've had off some random bloke, i was waiting for me food in a street restaurant in saigon and a bloke came up and gave me a five minute neck massage! i think he wanted money but i pretended i didn't understand and he went away in the end...

Also I've just been measured for a silk top, hand made here in hoi an for like 7 dolla, but am kinda regretting it cos i found out that it's only a grand for a boob job over here...
Ok clare, i think i'm gonna have to branch out my eating habits, just had spagetti with tomatoe... i can think of nothing more boring so tomorrow me and han are gonna eat from the street stalls, i'm just gonna just plump for whatever's on offer cos you can't order in english so it's really hard to say "no meat, and not too spicy, and i'm not that into pepper, and easy on them minging green things you put in EVERYTHING over here... thanks". Hannah tried something new on out bus journey tho.
On the bus journey from phnom peng to saigon we were staaaaarving by the 3rd hour cos we'd had no brekkie, so we got off the bus, and after stepping over the one legged tramp begging for money and ushering away the little girls asking for food or money (i did have a pang here, they were only young and just wanted a bun from us, not even money!) we bought and shared some tasty looking buns from these street urchins (well, you've gotta do all you can haven't you... ahem) Anyway, I'm munching on mine and Han's half way through hers and she looks down and there's an ant on it, so she's like, 'eau' and flicks it off and carries on eating, then decides to open it up and inside it's CRAWLING with ickle ants !! hee hee, i couldn't stop laughing, this caused some locals to look round and they're giggling aswell, and han's looking mortified, i'm like "come on chill out, it's nutritious!" for which i get a withering look, so she's gonna throw it out the window, and i'm like,
"nooooo! there's people staaaarving out there! and you're gonna throw perfectly good food away?" and she's like
"it's not perfectly good, its got bloody ants all over it"
"well i'm sure those poor starving people out there wouldn't turn their nose up at it, they're like starving marvin"
So i force han to get off the bus, in full view of everyone, and she goes over to the one legged tramp and puts the ant bun very apologetically in his cap he's holding out for money, he looks down at it, looks up at her as if she's put a turd in his hat, and deliberatley takes it out and hands it back to her!! well! the cheek! you try and do a good deed, "let them eat cake" an' all that, so now han doesn't listen to me at all, i don't blame her.
And then today, she orders an orange juice and THAT'S got dead ants in it!!! MINGING! hee hee!

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My dad said in WW II that when in North Africa, at first the troops picked the weivels out of the bread. After a month, they left 'em in. After three months, they chased 'em down and put 'em back in. Enjoying your adventures in SEA.

1:49 pm  
Blogger Katy Bangkok said...

cheers dennis, i shall tell hannah that story and hope it will make her feel better, if it's good enough for the troops it's good enough for her!!

1:22 am  

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