Koh Kret, dissimilar to Thai tourist islands, is quiet, unassuming. Home to Mon people, markets and unique pottery.

Frank, our Thai host, treats us to fruit, ice pops, and bamboo-wrapped shrimp. He works in medicine,trained in herbal. He is interested in Canadian customs: work, weather, religion, weddings.

People whiz by on bicycles. The six kilometer loop can be easily walked, excluding the heat. We duck into a garden, few flowers in bloom. The King's portrait stands proud. 

Frank treats us to more drinks, one housed in a decorative pot becomes his gift to us.

Where to put it?

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If you're curious about the pot, so far it has survived Thailand, Myanmar, two trips to Malaysia, the Philippines, Singapore, Nepal and a road trip through some of Australia's bumpiest roads. And yes, I'm that behind posting these drabbles. Thanks for reading!