Steves Birthday

The Eve of Steve's birthday was spent on the roof of our appartment building, having a chill relaxing time with his bottle of Jameson. At the stroke of midnight we, being me and Jennifer and Johnny, sang him happy birthday, and I handed him my gift to him, which was DVDs of Ong Bak and Ong Bak Song (which if you havent seen, I highly recommend. The first one is my favorite, although they are very different cinematic styles, I think). This gift was well received.
The next morning we had Thai class, and I asked the instructor how to say calamity in Thai so that I could tell Steve that this day was a Calamity. "haay-ya-na" so Calamity day, as i tend to call Steve's birthday, is "wan haay-ya-na". Our Thai class happens to be on the 8th floor of the building. On this day the electricity was out, so we had to walk up all the stairs and there was no air conditioning. This was on steve's birthday. Since the word 'coincidence' isnt even in my (thai) vocabulary I think it was more likely a result of the Wan Haay-ya-na.
After class we went to eat with our TA and a group of people from the class. The TA was there to help us order in Thai and it gave us a great informal time to pester her with questions about the country.
We then got to wander a market, that was rather big, rather close to where we live and none of us had ever noticed it. Bangkok is interesting like that, small alleyways are often the gateways to wonderful markets and vibrant neighborhoods.
When we got done with the market we walked back to the apartment, and after some delays, went to go see the movie Wolfman. I thought that it was good, but didnt really live up to my expectations. Steve thought better of the movie, so good for him, I suppose. We then returned back it was time to watch Ong Bak. Unfortunately, there were not English subtitles. Fortunately, it was still awesome. When Ong Bak was over, it was time to go eat. Steve wanted Indian food, so off we went to Khao San Road to get some. We are certain that we know the best Indian restaurant on that road. There are many young men of Indian decent that sell suits on the road, so we just asked one of them where the best places is. Without hesitation he pointed to the best place on the street, and we have gone there ever since.
As usual the food was quite delicious. When we grabbed the cab to get back to the apartment however, we quickly found ourselves in a slog of motionless traffic. Turns out there was an accident. Wan Haay-ya-na. Eventually, after paying more for sitting in traffic than for actually moving we got back and started planning the rest of the night.
Steve wanted to dance, so we hung out in Johnnys room for a bit, and he invited some attractive Thai friends to come with us and off to Narcissus we went. The place was great, and had a good DJ spinning. Had some great fun dancing. A bit earlier than I had planned to leave one of our friends got kicked out for being to drunk, so I bit the bullet, escorted her home, and made sure to watch out for signs of alcohol poisoning so that Steve could continue to party. (I also had an event to go to at 10 the next morning so didnt mind the chivalrous exit that was offered to me)