Today I learned that females do not lift weights. I tried going to the Gym, and every time I tried using the weight room equipment (as opposed to the treadmills and bikes and stuff), the attendent got a bit upset and would show me some other piece of aerobic/cardio equipments. I guess I just looked like a stupid Farong to him. but so much to learn.
So I looked at a food cart this morning that made fried rice at the end of my Soi (sidestreet). I thought I had told the lady "no thanks" and walked away. However, when I got back she had a box of the food waiting for me. I felt pressured to buy it; but I was kinda upset. -- glad I did buy it though. Cause I was much too exhausted to go out tonight.
Turns out fried rice with shrimps (yes whole ones, skin, eyes, legs); is actually pretty good, even cold.
I cannot begin to explain how busy it is here. The main road starts out in the morning practically empty. There are about 10 carts serving breakfast foods (not what we would call breakfast food, but there here in the early morning, so they must be), and the sidewalks are about 6 feet wide.
By mid day the stalls have all opened and the sidewalks become about 4 feet wide.
By evening, the entire night market is booming, and the sidewalks are about 2 feet wide. -- at this hour there are also about 500% more people trying to walk down the street then in the morning.
By 2 am the streets are completely deserted, the carts are gone, and the stalls look like they have never had a person in them. The edges of every street corner are piled high with trash bags; and the only thing that is open is 7-11 -- those are everywhere. There are 4 within walking distance of my hotel.
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