Night before last, I went to a pajama party. It was a staff party, but I was invited too (see, being alone can sometimes open doors). Of course I did not understand a word, but they had wonderful food, karaoke, some jokes, and a raffle. Even without language knowledge, I had a good time. I actually sat with the owners of this property They were very gracious. I have no pjs, but I had elephant pants I will lounge around the house in, and a tank top. I thought they were very kind to invite me. It's nice to see the culture from the inside. I was the only farang (foreigner) there.