Lui Hwang and the Demons of Muay Thai Fighting

Lui Hwang and the demons of Muay Thai fighting (part 8)

  For most of the day we fished off of the bank and gathered kindling and fire wood for later tonight. Our net seemed almost possessed by a magical force of some kind. Every 5 minutes we were drawing our nets in and casting them back out. Each and every time we drew our nets in we had 15 to 20 fish. In the afternoon we went to several fish vendors and sold two thirds of the fish we caught to make some money. We made nearly $3,500 prophet per person. We split up to cover more ground and vendors. We met back up at the riverside to count our money, make our fire, cook our food, and prepare for sleep. The only fish we didnt sell were the 10 Asian Redtail Catfish. We kept them for our food. Even unseasoned, over an open fire, and freshly caught they tasted surprisingly good. At sunset we pitched our tents for the night. I was the last one to get into a tent. I waited about 2 or 4 hours after climbing into my temporary resting place before preparing to leave. I packed up the blanket, pillow, and tent in a tight roll and then wrote a note for the nomads in the ashes from the fire.