|Watching the sun set over Bangkok on New Years Eve|
Next we headed to a bar called Bully’s which is next door to the red light district, so obviously we had to walk though it! I have to say, it was not as raunchy as I imagined. However, we did leave rather fast after a few near misses with fire crackers. Next, we stopped at an Irish Pub for a beer and continued our walk toward home. Along the street we stopped at a street side bar and had a drink while playing connect four, which I sucked at. We made it home around midnight and watched the fireworks from our living room. After that I got schooled in the game of Risk. So to sum it all up, I ended 2010 as a Connect Four loser and started 2011 as a Risk loser. Go Me!
|This is my "I can't believe I lost" face.|
The way home from the party was going great, we didn’t make any wrong turns and the traffic was light. That was until we got to a toll booth. Tolls are not normally a problem, you just pay them and move on, but this time I paid the toll and started driving away and all of a sudden a police man appeared in front of our car and was waving me over. I’m like, crap what did I do? I pulled over and grabbed my Thai license and gave it to him. I was so proud, like “look mister officer, I have a Thai License, respect me!” but he just looks at me and says “Ticket.” I was like, “why?” He said “ticket, police station” I said, “why?” this kind of goes on for a few minutes.
Then he opens his ticket book turns to the back page which has a 4 point plan of how to get money from white people (okay not really, but it did have 4 bullet points, but I can’t read Thai) He points to the number 1000 in point number 3 and said ticket. So I’m like…Ah Ha! He wants 1000 baht! In my head I’m like, not a chance! So I whip out my wallet, and hand him 100 baht. He doesn’t take it and looks kind of offended. He says “Ticket” again I’m like “why?’ and this goes on for a few more minutes. All of a sudden I get a brilliant idea. I grabbed my phone and told the officer I was going to call my Thai friend to help translate. I start dialing and all of a sudden he is like “200 baht”. I stop dialing and give him 200 baht ($6 US) and he says, “go home” I’m like…okay, bye. And we drive off. So that was a great way to celebrate the new year!