Boyd and I's family have been friends since before we were born. Seeing his parents and being in a hotel was seriously like a culture shock. It was weird. Aside from my short stent in the United Arab Emirates, I have not had to be presentable or normally polite since I left home almost four months ago. Boyd's parents just flew here from Germany, so I can only image they wanted some rest.
After getting settled in, we made our way across the river for dinner and a show. The hotel was putting on some type of Thai cultural show for dinner. Once we sat down, we were presented a... fork and knife. It was like the first time I had ever used chop sticks. The fork and knife were fumbling in my hands and I could barely eat my food. Aside from the United Arab Emirates, I have either used bread, my hands, or chop sticks to eat my meals. It was funny but weird using a fork and knife. We can all agree that the show was weird. I would have much preferred a quiet dinner so we could have all talked about our past experiences traveling than watching the stage.
After dinner, Boyd, Robbie and I enjoyed a cigar and a bottle of wine by the river. A nice change from scorpions and beer towers on Khao San road.
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