As Metallica once said, Ride the Lightning

So once again, ice is an issue. I seemed to have received a little more chicken than I had asked for the other day. I’ve got the last of the ice surrounded by my last two chicken breasts… from probably the biggest chickens in all of Thailand. They are MASSIVE! Like Jurassic Park chickens big! But then again, a lot of things here are like they are from Jurassic Park. Bubble bees the size if hummingbirds, mosquitoes you can hear from across the room etc. I headed out for my walk and ran into “Tee-ha”, the young Burmese guy I have been lovingly referring to as, “the young Burmese guy”. I told him that I could really use some ice ordered, and that this batch had only lasted for 3 days rather than 4, due to my shopping trip and an ice chest of room temperature groceries dumped on my last ice. He says he’ll pass the message on to Chiyoko, and I head out from my morning stroll. I took a few shots with my camera this morning. One interesting set of shot was a hermit crab dead on the road. It had either made its way a little far inland and had been run ove by a motorbike or two, or had been the meal of the otter that lives in the river a few meters ahead. This otter scared the shit out of me the other day. There is a small concrete bridge over this “river”, which only has water when it rains, and that is where the otter lives. I hadn’t seen it over the first 3 weeks, but one day when I was all calm, and peacefully taking in the scenery, I crossed the bridge and heard this huge commotion and saw this “thing” scamper off into the saw grass. Being completely startled, it took me a few seconds to process as to what it was., but after dome time and about 10m of walking, I realized what it was. Anyway, being that the Hermit crab was so close to the Otter house, I think that it must have made its way up the river in high tide, and met his match in the Otter. There was lots of him left, so I guess Otters must be picky eaters and only eat the tastiest parts, leaving the rest to the ants, flies, and other bottom rung feeders that make the most of a free meal. Got home from the walk about 9:30am, and blogged for awhile while listening to music. At lunch, I decided to cook my chicken to be safe, saving one of the breasts for tomorrow. Tee-ha stopped by a little later and said they would bring me the ice when they went into the village to pick up a generator they had sent to Ranong to be repaired. This should be around 5pm, after the ferry arrives from the mainland. After a lazy day, I used the one cooked chicken breast in yet another batch of yellow curry, and just as I was wrapping up, my grocery taxi gal pulls up with some ice at around 6pm. We both had a good chuckle that she was the one who ended up getting the job, she unloads the block, and I put it into the cooler. We say good-bye and she drives off, just as a lightning storm begins. It lasts for the bulk of the night, so I eat, shower and watch the last of it listening to Radiohead’s OK computer, Kid A, and Amnesiac. It all fit quite well!