Xmas eve I joined a couple from the States who are volunteering here until the weekend.
We cycled about 45 mins alongside the river to a Sculpture Park that took 20 years to build by a rather eccentric man originally from Laos.
Some of the largest sculptures were more than 7 blocks high, this one was my favourites, Jamie is standing in front of it.
That's me in front of the huge Buddha
It was a nice chilled way of spending the afternoon, and on the way back we stopped for a cheeky beer at a bar owned by a gay (but was once married) guy from Manchester. 
He had some great stories including that every year a couple of his 'straight' married friends come out to visit him and love to 'go with 'lady boys...(you never can tell)
On the night of Xmas eve the volunteers and Kirk (the founder) went to a place on the river (owned by Westerners), for about £5.50 we were able to help ourselves to an amazing buffet, consisting of Thai curries, lasagne, fish, grilled pork and chicken steaks, veggie food, salads, rice, noodles, potatoes, fruits and ice cream, this was the most expensive meal I have had in the 2 months of being in Thailand. The entertainment was a little dull for a Christmas party, it was traditional Thai dance. Most of us left by 10pm, I went back to my bed so I was asleep for when Santa came...
Alas, I awoke Christmas morning and the bugger had completely forgotten me.
Thanks to Lisa and Becky I did at least have 2 e mails to open.
I was able to speak to Mum on skype as she is in Cambodia on the same time zone.
At 12.30 I met with 3 others to go to the not very pretty local park for something to do.
This being a Buddhist country and only a handful of foreigners in the town, there was absolutely nothing to suggest it was Christmas, (apart from a few locals wearing Santa hats that they had bought from 'Tesco Lotus') I am sure they just think its the latest fashion!
By 2pm I was back in my room as the others had to go and meet some one else.
I ate Christmas lunch alone...yes really, this was it!
I sat reminising about the same time last year, I had met Frans on Christmas eve and we had spent Xmas day on the beach and indeed the next 3 and a half months together.
How I wished I could have gone back a year...
As I was having those thoughts he called me on skype!
It was lovely to hear and see him, we had a good chat and both agreed that last Christmas was better than this one. It seems he was on his own too, phew!
All to soon the call ended, leaving me feeling better and worse at the same time.
I left the room straight away and headed for the market. It is nothing like those in Chian Mai, mainly food stalls and second hand clothes. Here is a fruit and a meat stall.
Christmas evening was 'different', the gay bar owner Chris from Manchester, had invited a few of us to his bar from 5.30pm onwards for buffet and drinks and the promise of lady boys.
It seemed like the best (and was the only) option.
The food was good and free!
There were no lady boys, just a few 'couples' English and Thai.
Most of the others went back about 7pm to watch movies-yawn!
I stayed out with 2 others until the dizzy time of 9pm when I asked Chris, to order me a tuk tuk. He said that one of his staff would take me on the back of his moter bike and promptly summoned the boy over, telling me I was in no danger of being touched up as he only liked men, Hilarious!
Christmas has officially finished and not a brussel sprout in sight, good then!