“Where you want to go?” asked Su, the girl Bob was with.
“I not sure,” he replied, “but I know later. Wait a moment. Gareg, where are we heading?”
“Nowhere really, but I seem to remember that there was a Muay Thai ring on Beach Road.”
Bob asked his new friend.
“You know Muay Thai bar here not far?”
“Yes, I know, but not here. Looonng way. Must take taxi bus. It not far from Walking Street.”
“That’s it,” said Gareg, “it is not far from Walking Street! Is that far then?”
“Two three kilos. Wait.”
“Three kilos weight?” muttered Gareg.
She stepped off the pavement and flagged down the next baht bus. Beach Road was one way, so all the traffic was going the way they wanted to go. After ten minutes, one of the girls pushed a buzzer to stop the communal bus-taxi and Gareg gave her forty ba
