A Truce
Kao San Road at night beats to a livelier drum than during the heat of the day. The air is just ‘hot’ outside as opposed to feeling like you are being cooked from both the inside and outside. Bright neon tubes flash calling signs for bars, clubs, money exchangers, and something to do with donkey bongs. The touts also seem a fraction smarter at night. Their smiles are brighter, and prices often come down to ‘free’. Which means you avoid those places and opt to pay for your drinks. Everything seemed a little easier too. With that revelation, I suddenly had a slight, and I do mean slight, like for Thailand at last.
“What’s say we hit up the places with fewer blokes wearing footy shirts?”
Anne nodded in agreement with me before stopping by a young Thai guy in a blue Nike t-shirt sel
