Chiang Mai, Thailand
Friday, September 30, 2005
Before I'm even coherent, Jay comes in to say he invited one of the Australians in to the room to see how to sauter cables. I go down to check my mail. Big news. MY LITTLE BROTHER IS GETTING MARRIED!! I knew he would be the first, but now I'm not sure how, or if I can get back in time to be there. I'm still dazed when I come back to see Jay, Sonya, and now another Australian talking on the patio. Jay's locked himself out of the room. It's hard for me to explain to the staff that the keys are inside and neither one of us has it. Jay & I have passed the Amazing Sandwich so many times, we decide to see if it's any good. Later we go down to get oil massages. The owner calls the "bitches", who turn out to be 40-year-old women. Mine speaks decent enough English, I talk with her while she oils me up. We go out to find a club. The hotel lobby right above has a cheesy Asian Elvis impersonator. When we get into the club, no one dances. We watch the girls slowly moving in the corner. We watch the foreign frat boys trying to dance with the Thai women. We watch the Thai guys watching the soccer game under the strobing laser lights. We dance to a couple of songs and walk out. Asians don't dance.
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