tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27330938.post-1150653786985684812006-06-18T23:58:00.000+07:002006-06-22T10:50:47.373+07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1539.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/200/CIMG1539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1543.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/200/CIMG1543.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1565.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/200/CIMG1565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />It was Nicholas' idea to organise a birthday party for me...not to be mentioned if he just wanted to emphasize how old I am. Very kind of him! It had started to be an exciting night already since we were all about an hour and a half late from the original plan. The private function room on the roof top floor with white chill-out lounge décor at the <a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" href="http://www.bangkokrecorder.com/?p=yellowpages.yellowdetail&aid=5&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;id=348&YellowID=5&amp;yellowID=348">Bacchus</a> wine bar & restaurant was reserved. Tea lights were set to make a cozy evening. Only awaited for us to arrive. Friday night, it rained and heavy traffic in Bangkok....Well, what else can you say.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1537.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/320/CIMG1537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The setting scene, Bed style alike, was great but not when it came out in photo. White sheet and bare wall reminded me of a clinic center.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1564.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/320/CIMG1564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/1600/CIMG1540.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6608/2875/320/CIMG1540.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Great food, good booze and lovely companies made the night very enjoyable and top me to the moon.<br /><br />Dinner was just an easy part of the night. More to come photos and stories of one of my best remarkable nights! How? To be continued....<div class="blogger-post-footer">life of Jess Tansutat</div>rabbithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07702934629406200344noreply@blogger.com