Road Babe Dispatch From Thailand Part II

One Thailand memory I cherish took place at a home with about ten people sitting around outside. Friends, children, parents and grandparents gathered for a morning meal. Eager to show hospitality, they invited us to eat, excitedly shoving sticky rice, raw pork fat dipped in chili sauce and bottles of beer into our hands. Even though it was 8:15 am, we sat down and ate up. They were curious about us, asking where we were from and urging us to eat until full. A genuine...