This is the story of what happened last year when Tim and the kids went to Thailand. they stayed at the Hard Rock Cafe, a very nice hotel in Pattya.
The hotel has a bar at the pool, and Jacob had a ticket for a free drink that he had won throwing a ball through a hoop. My wife let him go up to the poolside bar and order himself a soft drink. As she was walking by, she saw a beer sitting in front of him untouched. She walked over and asked if the beer was intended for Jacob. The bartender answered in the affirmative, which despite her Thai nationality, shocked my wife a bit.
My wife asked the bartender why he had served him a beer, and the batender said that he had asked for one. Jacob said, "no, I asked for root beer mommy!". Tim turned to the bartender and asked why he would give a child a beer, even if he had asked for one. He explained that he thought it was for Jacob's dad.
For the record, Jacob did not end up with the beer. He ended up with a soft drink of some sort, and we ended up with a great story.
After six years here in Thailand, we moved back to the U.S. Instead of returning to Ohio, we settled into California.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
A Beer By Any Other Name
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