farewell to Pai - twice

Tuesday was due to be my last day in Pai. I was to take a minibus to Chiang Mai and spend a few days here. So naturally, we decided to celebrate my departure on Monday night.

We had Thai cooking class (fried rice) and Gemma and I bought a bottle of red wine - a bit of an extravagance out here - ready for the evening.

Fran, a volunteer who had been in Nong Khai and a new arrival, Madeline, Rachele, Gemma and I decided to go and see Mem, the Thai coordinator, in her new venture. Her uncle has a little truck which he has converted into a cocktail bar and this was parked in the bus station, decked out in fairy lights and serving to the hordes - ie us and Rick.

We ploughed our way through the long list and then decided to go to see our friend Eek who runs Charnons bar. By this time we had been joined by Mem's brother Lek, a rather hot Thai guy.

Gemma and I, having sampled rather a lot of cocktails after our wine, persuaded Eek to put on some dancing music and we led the whole bar in some rousing dance moves. Soon all the Thai people were up and grooving with us.