We fixed a tuk tuk with a spoon, I am almost sure

The tuk tuk to Kuang Si Falls stopped at kilometer 14 and the driver disappeared under the engine. The other passenger and I sat on a stone wall for ninety minutes trading peanuts and bad travel stories. Every ten minutes the driver's hand came out from underneath and asked for a spoon. We found a spoon. He fixed it with the spoon, I am almost sure. We swam together at the falls and agreed never to discuss the spoon. We send each other photographs of tuk tuks now. The spoon was just the start.