You can't eat money, Shanoo interrupted. At least not without getting it surgically removed. It was one of those magic nights. Once in a while Patong is like that, you know. For some unknown reason Patong has those special nights.
Nothing is planned, everything happens by pure incident.
But still the air is fresh with a fragrance of jasmine. Everybody is in a good mood, everybody smiles and there is even a parking space to be had on Soi Bangla. Jui sat on the back of the Intruder like an angel. Thai girls seem to have this ability to go with the beat of a motorbike. Slowly and heavily we trucked onto 200 Phi Road.