Often I say and hear others use the phrase, "Only in Thailand..." when something happens around here that you are unlikely to see anyplace else. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, sometimes it just leaves you shaking your head. Today's only in Thailand moment came at lunch.
T and I took his dad and the kids to a nearby fondue restaurant. It wasn't busy (Thank goodness!) and our meal was nice. Between the second and third courses, C expressed a need to use the restroom. D offered to take him as she knew where it was, so we let them go together. A short time later, we look up to see D returning to our table, followed by C, holding hands with a member of the housekeeping staff and wearing just his shirt and little red Crocs, with nothing on his little bottom half. My jaw hit the table. We are in the middle of a restaurant and his little parts are on display!!!
The housekeeper is grinning from ear to ear and carrying a soggy pair of Thomas the Tank Engine underpants and his shorts. At the time, there was one other table in the place and I'm sure they were wondering what was going on. I avoided making eye contact with them.
As little kids do, C didn't make it to the pot in time. It happens, no big deal, kids do it all the time. What DOESN'T happen all the time is when a hotel employee cleans your son up, washes out his dirty undies and shorts, and returns him to your lunch table half-naked.
Unsure of what to do next, (and still awaiting the chocolate fondue course which was not to be missed), the sweet girl then took his wet items off to the laundry, dried them, and returned 15 minutes later. C re-dressed himself and went about playing with his cars as though none of this had ever happened.
Yes, we tipped the wait staff AND housekeeping well. Seriously... only in Thailand!
