We made reservations at a fancy restaurant based on someone's recommendation. However, the getting to the restaurant made the night very interesting.
On the way to the sky train, we passed by the protestors and saw the electronics charging station. How smart is that?
Going on the sky train...
Because of the protests, we were searched by the policeman. And get this...he apologized. Can you believe it? How sweet and nice are the Thai people?
We followed the directions to the restaurant, but the directions were very wrong. Very wrong. We got lost.
But we passed some cool places along the way.
We asked several people, and they all said different directions. And then we asked a taxi driver to take us there, and he took us one block and then let us out because even he didn't know where it was.
As we get closer, we are walking down a dark, deserted street.
And we pass a man peeing (or at least it looks like he was peeing) on the side of the road.
He sees us. And then he turns to us with his willy in his hand.
And he jiggles it for us.
Oh, yes he did.
I was shocked.
I didn't know what to say. Or do.
Bridget took the "teacher" approach and yelled "Oh, no you don't" as she made her arms into a big X.
It was hilarious.
We finally made it to the restaurant. It was BEAUTIFUL.
I was so hungry that I forgot to take a picture beforehand. It was SO good. Seriously.
And as we were walking back to the sky train, guess what we saw? The sign to the restaurant. Really?
Bridget ate so much that "Bertha, the baby" made an appearance.
On the sky train, Bridget saw this sign and said, "Oh, look. They have special seats for mummies."
And I said, "Oh, you mean monks?"
She felt such like a dork.
And I couldn't stop laughing.
And the protests keep going. I'm telling you...it is one big, lively party down there. That's what it is.