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... which was fun though you have to sit practically on the floor in them. As I love markets I bought quite a few nice souvenirs and gifts. I think we all could have done without the dozens of kids, who crowd around you and all of whom want you to buy their postcards, pencils etc, and all the adults who want you to visit their ...
Last night Vic arrived quite late. We picked her up from the bus station then brought her back to the house for dinner. Gayoon had already started prepping it before we went to pick her up. I enjoyed catching up with her, she seems happy.
After dinner we took her to the mango and sweet sticky rice shop from Loi Krathong. So I got to eat mango and sweet sticky rice again! Yay!
Today we had ...
... rice. I was a bit sceptical at first but turned out to be delicious. It was like sticky rice with a fruity alcohol poured over. Then he also offered a curry pap which was essentially like a curried vegetable pasty. Lunch was really good anyway.
After lunch we went to Gayoon's old friend's house. When we arrived she already had family over so we only stayed a little while.
When we got back it was cake making time! I really ...
... chestnuts, olives and cashews in and a spicy carrot salad with peanuts and prawns in which was tasty.. Also a hot and sour prawn soup which was lovely because it tasted like lemongrass. As a side dish we got beef strips which had been marinated in soy sause, left to dry in the sun for half a day then deep fried. It was tough but tasted nice.
After lunch we were all tired but decided to carry on to Tham Khao Luang Cave anyway. There were ...
... done in the language of waving hands. He was really helpful though and I was feeling guarded at the time due to the Chumpon taxi, if we wanted local we certainly had it here in Phetchaburi, we may have well been dropped in a new country, it felt like no one spoke pigeon English or even wrote any English on the signs.
After a hour wandering the streets looking for the guest house we had read about we finally discovered why we were so disorientated, ...