Well I've been to 't shop, got enough weetbix (note missing "a" - NOT a spelling mistake) to keep a small army regular, avoided being trodden on by elephants, refused sundry pornographic material and bought some fake DVD's, albeit with real money. Now I'm set for an afternoon of blogging, watching movies and luxuriating in my own company. Sad really.
Funny thing about Thailand, the stall owners don't have our perspective on DVD piracy, or fake goods in general. If it was somehow stopped, and heaven knows how, their livelihoods would disappear completely. It's not, for them, a money-making sideline. It's a livelihood. Bart went to a plaza yesterday to part-exchange a phone for a new one. He had the presence of mind to open the new phone on the spot, which involved removing the shrink-wrapping and breaking the tamper-proof seal. On opening the box he discovered the "new" phone had worn keys. Pointing this out to the mock-horrified stall owner, he was given another one, which on closer inspection also had worn keys. Scary really, it only goes to show, as one shoe-seller said to me, "Nothing is real in Thailand".
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Yes, I'm listening to the radio again. Hang on, the missus is on the phone...
Long conversation coming on, back later..
