Kick Boxing and Lady Boys
We got to Chiang Mai after a long over night train journey from Bangkok, the train was actually quite good in comparison to the hard sleeper trains in China. There were only two bunks one large one on the bottom and a small one on the top. I took the top bunk but didn't really get any sleep all night due to the movement of the train, this really messed up my sleeping pattern and has left me feeling tried ever since.
In Chang Mai myself and Lucy (Who was on the same Jungle trek) sat in a restaurant having some lunch when we noticed a couple of girls chatting about going to Laos. Lucy went over to chat but I was feeling way too tired to be sociable.
We decided that we would also visit the night market and grab some food together. One of girls was from Holland, Aukje and the other from the UK, Sally.
Sally had been volunteering in Cambodia and Aukje was just away for a short break in Thailand.On the way back from the night market we were keeping an eye out for a good bar to grab an beer. Instead we walked by a street with a series of bars leading to a kick boxing ring in the centre and decided to give it a go.
We sat in front of the ring watching two guys kicking...well kneeing lumps out of each other. The boxing was pretty brutal and entertaining at the same time even though this wasn't a big fight that you had to pay money to see, I may be doing that later in Bangkok. One of kick boxers after a bout asked me to join him in the ring...I declined the social embarrassment and some other foreign poser took to the ring. As we were watching the Kick Boxing we noticed the tall Ladyboys mincing around one of the bars to our left, the girls thought they looked very convincing.
I pointed out the large shoulders and big heads they all had... not to mention the weird voices! The women working in the bar... well I'm pretty sure this one was a women pointed out how I could easily be a lady boy with my face type as she mined to us, much to the amusement of the girls. So if a future career as a web developer doesn't work out I'll always have something else to fall back on. As if I hadn't had enough ribbing already the girls demanded I pose for a photo with the lady boys, reluctantly I agreed as they gathered round with their strange high pitched fake voices, huge shoulders and big heads. Thankfully the girls also posed for one themselves still laughing at the photo they took of me. I wasn't really too bothered although in the photo I was so red that it looked like I'd been severely sun burnt. It was a funny evening and a few beers were drunk, we said bye to the two girls and told them we might see them at the Full Moon Party on the 9th of August.









