After arriving back in Bangkok in the little hours, I got a few hours sleep before catching up with some friends and catching up on eating. Just wandering around Bangkok I wanted to stop at every other food stall to buy something. By the end of the day my stomach was jam packed, but I still managed dinner with the family before getting a lift to the bus station and catching a bus to Uttaradit. As you might have gathered by now, I have had some rather bizarre experiences on buses. This one, however, was the most relaxing and enjoyable — the seats were super comfortable, the air-con was not too fierce and I slept the whole way (except for the usual 2am dinner/breakfast). Arriving in the early morning, Phung's parents picked us up and took me home for a little more sleep and a shower. After we went to the local market to buy some things for breakfast — it is great wandering around markets, one of my favourite activities, it is enough to make even the fullest stomach hungry again. Returning home and Mum had also prepared plenty of food. Breakfast turned out to be the biggest morning feast of this holiday (and maybe this life). It included: sticky rice, mango salad, yam kanoon, pumpkin curry, nam prik, steamed vegetables, boiled eggs, mango, jack-fruit, rose apples, oranges, papaya, kanom tien, and a whole load of other sweet things whose name I cannot remember! After this I needed another sleep.
I woke up to the sound of coconuts being prepared — I had slept for an hour and it was already time to eat again. I could definitely spend a long time here! After eating a few fresh coconuts we headed into town to see a few of the Uttaradit sights, and then it was lunchtime. I was starting to think that maybe heaven existed! But hang on, it gets better. We visited a couple of temples in the afternoon, and then we had a bit of time free. Phung suggested jokingly that we go have a massage. I had always been a bit cautious of getting a massage in Thailand and had never found the courage to do it before, but I knew this time I would be safe. So I went and got my first ever massage in Thailand. It was really good, although it was physically quite exhausting. Phung found it highly amusing to watch me in some of the rather odd positions as the massage woman stretched and twisted my body. I can highly recommend it though.
Afterwards it was time to go home, shower, and of course, eat again. With less than a week left in Thailand, I was making the most of all this great food. Surely I will starve in England next week?
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