Jone

Jone is the Thai word for "theif."

Yesterday when I left the restaurant to go home, I walked out and looked around and said "guyyysss, where's the bike!?" because it is common practice for us to hide it on each other to freak one another out. Everyone came running out of the restaurant, and that's the moment I realized that there actually was no motorbike in sight. Sometime within the hour that we were at the restaurant someone left with our motorbike, and no one saw. They didn't have the key (unneccessary- they use one bike to push the other..) . Everyone was already in bed. The bike was only about 30 feet from where we were but it was in a shadow. Our Black and blue Honda Click 2007 has been stolen, at 10:30pm last night.

For the first time ever we parked it across the road.. why? because we had a stalker today and didn't want them knowing we were at the restaurant. We are fairly sure that the stalker is unrelated to the theivery. having stalkers is normal now. We called the police, who came but said there was pretty much nothing we could do. They took our liscence plate (pretty much irrelevant because it takes 5 seconds to remove it) but when they asked for our green ownership book we had to say that we didn't have it, because we bought it from Scott who hadn't yet sorted it out.

He said 0% chance that we will find it so keep our hopes down but that they would keep an eye out for the bike regardless. the stickers are removable. every Road in Thailand has like 4 motorbike repair shops, where you can paint/change colours- you can alter a bike so much within 3 hours that it'll look like a different brand. Pretty much everyone has a key making machine. There goes our vehicle! Aparently it's common.

We were really upset and spent a little while grieving last night... and being just devastated in general, but then it occurred to both of us that everyone we love is okay right now in the whole world, Thailand and Canada alike. The missing bike is only an inconvenience financially and transportation wise, but otherwise we are actually really thankful that whoever this person was didn't ncome into the restaurant and threaten us, or anything like that. It could have been a lot worse I guess is the point, so today we are smiling, a sad sort of disappointed slash thankful smile. It's only $650.

Dad said I should add it on to my Rashedevee Clinic armpit bill. Maybe I can think of a creative way to blame it on them? hahaha

okay. Thailand's still on my good side, but I'm growing tired of being beat up by it. armpits.. appendix.. motorbike.. no salary... UGH!