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I couldn’t quite work out who was sleeping with whom in that little group. Linda, the most talkative of the three, was describing a beach just a few hours north that they had been to before reaching Phuket. Natalie and Lucas were making excited notes in their Lonely Planet book. Aat, who knew the trails, was giving tips on which hostels to stay at and how to best travel north. I was very envious. The Bamboo Bar and Bed was a regular rest stop for backpackers exploring Thailand. It offered cheap and basic accommodation and a nice communal dining atmosphere. I was getting hungry and, when others spoke about eating, I decided to try and invite myself to join them. There weren’t any menus in a conventional sense but rather Aat listed the two or three options available that day. When the others all choose green curry I went along with them and ordered the same. Aat went off to rouse the cook. You could just see the kitchen area off behind the bar as the bamboo and rush screens did not complete hide it. I noticed there was chicken-wire instead of a roof, which I later learned was to keep the monkeys out. A petite little girl busied herself making our green curry. Soon the sweet spicy aroma washed over the bar and made everyone’s tummies rumble. We sat down on benches at a long table and, the bar now being empty, Aat joined us and sat at the head. Natalie was sitting opposite me and had her arms crossed, elbows on table, with her ample bosom flopping and flowing out over them. She simply looked like she was trying to take the weight off her back but it was extremely distracting and I didn’t know where to put my eyes! The girl from the kitchen brought through a large cauldron of green curry and some bowls of steaming hot rice and these were passed along the table and we all helped ourselves. The food was absolutely fantastic; the best, and most authentic, curry I had yet had. 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