Avoiding Indian Food

I'm not being anti-national, just trying to avoid makemytrip feed me desikhana in Thailand.


So far, I've managed multiple exotic fruits, barbecued pork, curried oysters, something resembling a jackfruit idli, a couple of nut variants and a steamed rice-coconut pudding.


Our saviour was a rest stop on the long journey from Bangkok to Hua Hin in the south. A handful of stalls sold us these exotic fruits (names still unknown) and some very colourful steamed snacks in leaf cups.


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