Dinner for the volunteers is supposed to be from the noodle shop run by a Thai couple across the road. Last week they told me they would be closed for one day, Thursday. Now it is Thursday of the next week and they are still closed. Yesterday while I was waiting for my ride to school about 8:00 a.m. I saw the man come limping home.
You wonder if I'm going hungry? Finding food in Thailand is about as difficult as finding snow in MN or corn in IA. No hunger I just have to pay a couple of dollars out of my pocket.
I'm off to Bangkok...nothing to teach tomorrow.
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