Non Bread and Random Thoughts

Yeah so I've had this mad craving lately for the Indian style non bread I think it is called. Today, I ran into this German guy who I keep on seeing everywhere, he's really laid back, really nice. Anyway, he was telling me to go to this one restaurant where a lot of local ex-pats hang out. Anyway, I went there and it was closed and then I saw this little Indian restaurant near buy, so i decided to give it a whirl.
There were two kinda sketchy guys outside the restaurant, but the people working there invited me to come it. I had already ordered when this obviously drunk, half-clothed western man came downstairs. He looked in pretty bad shape, and opened a bottle of whiskey and coke and started taking shots. And then a half-clothed indian young woman came downstairs. i haven't really seen the sex industry that close and personal yet. I don't think I need to go back there again, althought he nonbread was pretty good. I ate a chicken dish there too, but I am thinking about becoming a veggie again, it wierds me out eating meat here.
It is wierd because of the two extremes. Most of the culture is pretty modest and then there is that small portion of sex workers.
I don't mind the obvious mix of white men with thai women except when there is a huge and obvious age difference, "GO HOME OLD MAN!"
There aren't that many people begging here, but i try to always give just a little bit. There are quite a few blind men who will walk around at the markets singing with a little boombox and i always see the locals giving to them, and i think that that is so special, they're kinda taking care of each other.