Boys are strange

There's a certain tourist 'strip' in Koh Samui called Chaweng Beach. There's shopping, eating, more shopping and more eating. Also, tourist centers on every corner to book any trip you could possibly think of. As Hbf and I wandered the strip on our second night, we heard a reedy, hypnotic tune playing far away, but coming closer. It instantly gave me a visual of the man with a clarinet coaxing the cobra snake out of a wicker basket.. Ya get me? As the music grew nearer, we heard a man announcing a Thai Boxing match for Friday night. It went like this:
Announcer - Tomorrow night! TOMORROW NIGHT! A super fight. The GREATEST fight! Muay Thai Champion. Get to seat earlier. Get to seat EARLIER.

All the while that music was playing.. It worked perfectly on us and we bought our tickets to the match the next day. (We heard that announcement no less than 50 times by the time the match was going to start. They drive the strip all day and all night and even have a boat at the beach drive along and announce the fight all day. You can't get away from it!)

The cab was coming to pick us up at 9 so we decided to get some food right before to make sure we didn't have to buy anything at the ring. When we got back to our hotel at 8:50, the taxi was already there, waiting for us with other people in the car who were also going to the fight. I told Hbf to go grab our receipt from our room so we could turn it in for tickets at the stadium. Hbf takes off running towards our room and suddenly, everyone starts screaming.

The guard dog, a large rottweiler, didn't like Hbf running past his territory so he takes off after him. The owner and all the massage ladies who wait outside all day start yelling, either for the dog to stop or for Hbf to stop running, I couldn't understand which. Hbf stops though, thankfully, and just as thankfully, so does the rottweiler. He was prolly within 4 feet of catching him but luckily, everyone stopped in time. Hbf continues his trek to our room more slowly, and we were able to make it to the fight on time. He maintains that he totally could have handled the dog had it gotten to him.. He would have poked him in the eyes or something. Mmm hmm..

Sooo, we go to the fight, which was awesome and very entertaining. But that's not where all the action was. The bathroom at the stadium was a shared bathroom, meaning both boys and girls used it. It's large, with prolly 7 stalls for girls and 5 urinals for the guys. I went first, and there were 2 tough guys waiting at the opening (there wasn't really a door) which I thought were the bouncers. You know, if anything sketchy went down in the bathroom between patrons, they were there to stop it. Well, I did my business and had no problems with anyone, so I was happy.

Later, Hbf went to the bathroom and came back rolling his shoulders in circles and stretching his neck side to side. I asked him if he was ok and he said 'Yeah! I actually feel amazing.' Apparently, while finishing up at the urinal, one of the bouncers came and put a warm towel on his neck. I was shocked and asked him if he turned around and punched the guy in the face. Who touches you when you are going to the bathroom? The answer should be no one. Hbf said no... he thought it was weird, but it actually felt nice. I laughed and laughed, but that wasn't the end of his bathroom experience. While he was washing his hands, the other bouncer came behind him and cracked his back a couple of different ways, along with his neck. Now, this wouldn't be weird I guess, except we were at a boxing match and he was getting this adjustment in a bathroom! AAAAAND, Hbf didn't think it was that weird! He said it was one of the best chiropractic adjustments he had gotten and he felt really really great now. I was literally speechless. Even after all this time, he still says it wasn't that weird.. *sigh*