After a long day of uphills I was really tired. I came across a temple an hour or so before the sun set. The first monk I found at the temple was a grumpy old man but interesting none the less. He let me camp a few meters from his hut, a typical Thai wooden dwelling that seems it'll fall over in a strong wind.
As I was cooking up my dinner the monk came to me very excited, out of character for him. The only words he exclaimed were "Boxing! Boxing!". At first I had no idea what he was on about, but then after a few exchanges I realised he was inviting me to watch the weekly Thai Boxing show that evening in his hut.
After eating and washing up I went to his hut just in time for the opening ceremony. The evening was very surreal watching Thai Boxing with an elderly grumpy monk in his spartan creaky room. But it was fun. I learned a lot about the rules of Thai Boxing.
It turns out that in his youth, this 65 year old monk was the number 3 ranked boxer in his province. At 5 foot flat I wasn't going to mess with this monk. He does know how to fight!
As I was cooking up my dinner the monk came to me very excited, out of character for him. The only words he exclaimed were "Boxing! Boxing!". At first I had no idea what he was on about, but then after a few exchanges I realised he was inviting me to watch the weekly Thai Boxing show that evening in his hut.
After eating and washing up I went to his hut just in time for the opening ceremony. The evening was very surreal watching Thai Boxing with an elderly grumpy monk in his spartan creaky room. But it was fun. I learned a lot about the rules of Thai Boxing.
It turns out that in his youth, this 65 year old monk was the number 3 ranked boxer in his province. At 5 foot flat I wasn't going to mess with this monk. He does know how to fight!
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