Last weekend, we had a sudden craving for Italian food, and decided to try out a restaurant recommended by an Italian foreign teacher at our school. It wasn't too far from our house, so we just took the song thaew to where we thought it might be, and started walking around trying to find it. The problem was that when we hit the street that the map said it should be on, it seemed like we had hit the end of town, there were no lights or people. Also, because of a downpour that afternoon, that street was completely flooded, to the point where we could walk and explore.
Well, we finally asked a security guard if he knew where Mr. Enzo's was, and sure enough, he said to go along that street about 3 blocks. We proceeded with caution. A few blocks down, we found it! It looked very charming and elegant, but it was on the other side of the street! There was nothing to do but to roll up our pant legs and wade across the street! The water came up to the middle of our calves.
Their were still a few cars brave enough to come down the street, but the restaurant had set up a "dock" to allow the passengers out.
It was a delicious dinner, complete with a ice cream crepe with real chocolate sauce for dinner, and a lovely wade back across the street to get home. Maybe we will only go during the monsoon season; it makes a very romantic restaurant on the river.
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