P for Phattalung: Across the Road

In Phattalung, Thailand, when it was time for lunch, I remember being brought to an eating shop selling what looked like normal fare, simple home cooked Thai dishes to be eaten with plain steamed rice. It was a hot afternoon and I dreaded the idea of eating there where it was hot and humid; so, a friend and I walked across the road where we found what looked like a spacious food court. There was just a stall operating there but they did provide us with a good meal: fried rice and a pad noodle dish.

   
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