The hostel has a laundry service and I had nothing to wear, so I dropped off my dirty clothes and wore my athletic shorts to the lobby of the coffee shop. While waiting for my clothes (4 hours because they dry clothes with a fan outside) I went across the street to a lady who looked like she was cooking something.
| I had no idea how to order in Thai, so I just held out money. | 
| She made me some noodles with shrimp...and chilis. HOT chilis. | 
Lunch was at the cart across the street, so I went back to the hostel to write blog updates while I finished waiting for my clothes.
 
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