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'Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.." How appropriate that I could buy roasted chestnuts on Christmas Day in Myanmar! I gave most of them away, because when I tried to buy only 10 baht worth instead of 20, the vendor thought I was negotiating and just took a couple of nuts out and charged me 10 baht. No way I was going to try to talk my way around that with someone who only knew her numbers in English. Which, by the way, is more than I know in Thai.
I bought some other things to eat, but since I was guessing at what was in them, I had to toss several of them.
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I bought some stuff for myself. A ring for 50 baht, earrings for 70 baht, and a straw fan to add to my collection, 70 baht. That thing was a pain to carry around. Fortunately it just barely fit in my pack.
I never felt as if I had left Thailand. The only thing that let me know I was in a different country was the stamp in my passport, and that was being held at immigration.
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