After the elephant farm, Kat and I were starving. We cleaned up and hopped on a tuk-tuk towards a rooftop bar which turned out to be another reggae bar. We walked around a few blocks and ended up in Little Italy. Little Italy in Thailand was enough to make you do a double take but the restaurant we ended up at really got you thinking. We went to this place called the Art Cafe. The menu was literally 20+ pages. It had every food you could imagine and since we both wanted something other than Thai food we said why not.

We both laughed at the thought of Mexican food in Thailand let alone in the same shop that makes there own ice cream and cheese. Kat ordered some quesadillas and pasta and I had my measuring stick of Chicken Parm with French Fries. None of it was very good, which wasn’t much surprise but even after dessert our total bill was only 360 baht (about $12). Even thought it wasn’t real good we had a good laugh at the price. The owner at some point overheard us talking about the elephants and came over to talk to us. He was actually an American who came over for the war but never went back. Has been in Thailand for 17years. Nice guy even if the food wasn’t good. I will give him credit, my ice cream croissant split was pretty good.

We decided we had a long enough day and skipped the rooftop bar recommended to me by my friend Paige who lives in Chiang Mai, (currently in the States tho). I went to the top of the bar and realized no way Kat was making it up the stairs with her hurt foot and we were both kind of spent anyway.

I think I’ve wrote a lot about Kat but haven’t talked about her much since we met in Cambodia. She’s a really nice girl. We have nothing in common except for the route of travel we are taking and our love for chocolate. She’s a vegetarian for the last 13 years and I’m a carnivore for 29 years. She’s an army brat who moved out at 16. She teaches at a outdoor type school for troubled kids in Oregon. She sold most of her possessions to come on this trip and is even volunteering in a local town for 10 days at some point doing this trip. She doesn’t have a TV and my iPhone pretty much shocked her. The most technological thing she said she owned was the $7 currency converter she bought before the trip. Also, she is the only person I’ve met on this trip who isn’t on Facebook. That’s weird in a lot of ways. She’s really a good person and we’ve had a good time traveling with each other so far. She doesn’t have a job anymore, she left it to come on this trip also, and she and her longtime boyfriend are looking for somewhere to move to. I told her that she’d fit in perfectly in Asheville, NC and surprisingly she said 4 other people have said that too.

On our limp home, we talked about how keeping friends is hard but I told her I’ll def. make an effort to keep in touch with her, even if she only checks her email once in a blue moon.