Name never caught
Looking for someone — Backpacker hostel kitchen, Chiang Mai, 2015
He was the reason a room full of strangers ate together for a week. We hiked one day and got properly lost, which he found hilarious. He was heading to Laos and I was flying home. We never exchanged anything but first names. Somewhere there is a photo of all eight of us with that terrible curry.
What they remember about them
Around early 20s at the time · male · Canadian, cooked for eight people every night with whatever was left in the fridge.
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