On the last Friday before Christmas my boss got a call from one of the girls – Tonpeeb – to say there were monks in reception and could he join in to give them food. Off he goes – back 5 minutes later – no monks yet. Gets another call – they are here – so off he trots.
Back ten minutes later – “there’s only so much chanting a man can stand” he says.
Another call – Tonpeeb turns up with a little basket of stuff – will he go down and give it to them? Having been down 6 flights of stairs 3 times already he says he will give it a miss.
So she wanders in my direction. “Why are they here?” I asked.
“Because it’s Christmas”
“But I thought they were Buddhists? Are they singing their song?
“What song?”
“Way hay we’re the Monkees”
Clearly I’m not taking this seriously enough so off she trots to find someone else!
On Christmas Day I was up around 9.15 and down for a swim. The pool is a bit cool at present – there is a breeze that cools it down – so I got it to myself. I do 20 lengths – about 400 metres – every day.
Christmas Dinner was at Greg’s Kitchen. I had home-made vegetable soup followed by a decent helping of turkey, chipolatas, veg, roast spuds and chestnut stuffing. After that Greg’s home-made vanilla ice cream and tart – very good. Cost 850 Baht – about £17.50.
Afternoon on beach reading and listening to “The Spaghetti Western Orchestra” on the MP3.Bit breezy so kept my shirt on.
Back at condo ate the pork pie I’d made a special trip to the other end of Pattaya to get from the “Best Supermarket”. They have Scotch Eggs, Steak pies and other such delicacies there!
In the evening chicken fried rice at BJ’s then off to see the Sherlock Holmes movie – which I quite enjoyed even though it’s supposed to be set in 1891 yet the technology (guns, cars etc.) is more akin to 1911.
Rest of week has been spent in similar vein – must be first Christmas where other than a Jameson’s with BJ it’s been alcohol free! I normally only go to the bar with live music Friday & Saturday – so I’ve stuck to that. Otherwise if you go every night it gets boring and the first beer tastes like the last beer from the night before.
Sunday, 8 January 2012
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