the second time was almost beyond belief.

On the train from Chiang Mai to Bkk... No liquor or beer is allowed on the train nowadays.

I bring a bottle of Johnny red to allay the withdrawals. I keep it under cover and not obvious.

I meet up with a fellow Scot a share a tipple or two as Scots are to do.

Some busybody train-lady spots the bottle.

Now we're not drinking heavy and I am away from my compartment for some time.
The staff had made my bed while I was gone,
I retire and go to sleep. Later I wake up ready for a drink and find my nearly full bottle of Johnny red is gone.

When I realize what's happened i go fucking ballistic.

I start yelling "khamoi"(thief)to full lung extension.
I get the whole train security engaged, guns drawn, handcuffs out.

I resist the handcuffing attempt by screaming loudly "you don't touch me"

So latter as we're arriving in Bankgok half expecting to be incarcerated. The officials return my 3/5th full bottle of scotch with much quiescence.