Our Server

Our Server, originally uploaded by Robbi Baba.

We were stumbling all over the Night Market looking for food. I had been picturing little pad thai stands and such. Somehow we couldn't find any. We came across this one resturaunt that looked super fancy and by then we were so hungry we just went for it. A man with white gloves opened the door for us!
We were ushered to a beautifully laid table. It was a posh place. But they had live music going. A woman was singing, in Thai I suppose. And it was so awful that despite our hunger, despite feeling embarrassed to leave, we just had to get the hell out of there.
I really can't do justice to describing the music, so I'll just say it was loud, screechy, high pitched, cloying and nerve wracking.
We bolted for the door.

Soon we were headed down a side street where any number of little open air resturaunts and little stands were crowded with happy patrons. While we were trying to make sense of it this cute little girl (she seemed to be about 12 years old) came right up to us and asked "are you hungry? This place over here is very good". What a sweetheart!
She sort of led us over to one of the larger open air places and pointed out an empty table. Of course, it turned out that she was a server at that resturaunt and was soon taking our order. We felt just a little bamboozled, but mostly charmed. The food was quite good and very cheap too. This is her photo.
I think India was startled to realize this girl was working. She seemed so young. Younger than India anyway.