7.13.12

Friday was Ellie’s last day of teaching at HIC. I decided to hang out with her after school and take a taxi back to Songkhla later. We caught a motorbike to Wangburapa. Then she and I and her friend, Ocean, hung out for a bit before we headed out to the Bamboo Bar. I had really been wanting to smoke a cigarette lately. I have no idea why. I failed to bring my e-cig with me to Thailand. I didn’t think I would want it. Now I wish I had brought it with me. No, I have not had a cigarette. But I really wanted to smoke some shisha to stave off the craving. William had said that this place, the Bamboo Bar, had hookah. It is owned by a Welshman and is where William and his fiancé spend their weekends.

I left my backpack in Ellie’s room so that I wouldn’t have to lug around my laptop. We had found the bar on the map I carry around with me. But didn’t think we would need to take it with since it was popular enough to be put on a map. Not the case. We stopped two tuk-tuks, both of whom had no idea where to take us. Walked back to the room and got the map. This time the driver was able to figure out where to go. I hadn’t ever had to actually show it to a driver before. I usually just use it for my own reference, to get my bearings. Continue reading →