Khao Yai

so we stayed for a 2 days and one night in khao yai and i only got back to bangkok today.  we were in beautiful kiri maya but there wasn't really time to enjoy the view (or pretty much anything about the place).  there was so much work to be done.  we did find time to squeeze in some test drives of our own so we took the cars out for a few spins on the track (and nope, i didn't drive.  i'm not used to the driving on the right side of the car.  besides, i don't have a license to drive here in thailand just yet.  and if i ever so much as scratch those pricey cars we sell, i'd have to work my entire contract for free! hahaha)

all in all, it was a pretty interesting couple of days.  and very very tiring.  i even learned the thai word for foot ache through this experience hahaha. we didn't stay at kiri maya for the night though.  we stayed at a hotel about 10 minutes away called the khao yai cowboy.  pretty nice place. if it were well-maintained, it would have been a lot better but it was ok.

the one weird thing that happened to me here though was that i met this thai policeman (or at least that's what he told me) who was drinking beer at the steakhouse. this was morning by the way cause i went to the steakhouse for the complimentary breakfast.  he somehow took a shine to me and kept trying to talk to me in english and all i could understand from his talk were the words philippine and mountains.  i just kept nodding along.

later, when my officemates went down for their breakfast before we had to leave and head back to kiri maya, i accompanied them to the steak house and there he was again.  and when he saw me, he actually sat with us at the table and kept talking to my officemates about how handsome i was (how creepy is that).  he even asked what room i stayed in.  and since i wasn't staying there anymore (and definitely won't be coming back to that hotel now), i gave him the room number. 

all the service ladies in the steak house were obviously a bit embarassed by his behaviour that they kept calling him away from our table on whatever false pretense they could think of but he keeps coming back anyway. at least he kept his hands to himself the whole time.

oh and another interesting thing about the khao yai cowboy -- there is a cowboy shop in the steakhouse that sells cowboy stuff.  and right across the street, you'd find a makeshift indian/native american store.  i actually bought a dream catcher. pretty cool huh. 

on the way back to bangkok, we stopped by the khao yai golf club and took some pictures.  the ones you see here are the ones i took with my trusty cellphone camera.