Okay woke up far too late to change guesthouses and instead went with plan b...beer in the old town whilst negotiating the price of a jungle trek. Both were achieved so we celebrated with more Chang in a local bar with a pool table...I can hear alarm bells ringing with all the lads at home.

No Bill didn't kick ass and make back any beer money from his considerable skill with the stick. Quite the contrary the resident lady boy wiped the floor with him followed by our newfound Thai friend Mon 'oh my Buddah'.

Any excuse for your poor form Mr Crow? 'Thai pockets'.

Hmmmmm