One of the joys of traveling (for our family, anyway) is observing cultural disconnects. For example, two years ago when I hiked into a hill tribe village that had only had electricity for a month when we got there, I observed a brand new pickup truck near the rice paddy where the farmers were taking care of the rice with water buffalo. Or seeing a few satellite dishes on the houses in this village where some houses didn't have electricity yet, and the shower was outside with the toilet.

Well, tonight was one of those nights. We decided to head into SriRacha for dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. It's a place called Le Marin, and it's a Mediterranean restaurant inside a fairly nice hotel. It's not a cheap meal, so we don't go there often. But they have a great salad bar, and a piano/bass player combo that plays outside the restaurant in a lounge area.

Tonight was Mexican night at the Mediterranean restaurant in Thailand while a local Thai man dressed in what could best be described as Western gear (cowboy hat and boots, big belt buckle, etc.) played folk music. Then they turned the lights up and played a few songs while some of the crew actually put on a dance performance for us. Only in Thailand.

I'm sure going to miss this place.