Roon-isms

In an adventure last night, we head to what is being sold to me as a romantic lake setting with a fantastic local Thai restaurant. It didn't start out that way. After two attempts of grabbing a taxi that we need to take us the 55 km to the restaurant, there is no one that will take us and they all tell us to get out of the car.

To the rescue...Khun Roon. My ever semi-faithful regular taxi driver who happens to be sitting in my driveway with an overheated engine. He looks at the map which is written in Thai and shouts, CAN! He slams in the last bottle of water to the engine, drops the hood down and off we go. After many stops to let the engine cool down, finally make to the restaurant on the lake.

Here come the isms.

"You call, I come, 2 hours"

"I found, Roon happy!"

"Roon good driver, practice go carts"

Just a few of them as our journey took us nearly two hours with the traffic. He waited until we were done, he fixed the car while we ate dinner then we were off again back to the city.