No Longer a Vegetarian?

I'm at an internet cafe in a town called Mae Serang right now. A couple guys in our group had to come in to renew their visas, so we all decided to tag along.
Last week we made it safely to our destination- a small village in the mountains of which I still don't know the name. After one of our evening meetings a couple from the church invited us over to their house for supper. We arrived and one of the first things I noticed through the hazy, smoke-filled room (from cooking over an open fire) was that the main dish they were offering us was whole, fried fish. It looked quite disgusting. We felt bad because none of us touched them. After they found out we were vegetarians they whipped up some super hot chili sauce for our rice. Later on we found out that the fish was something they served only for special occasions and that it was really expensive. It was pretty neat though- they had offered us their best. Another interesting aspect of eating here in the Karen village is that they eat with their hands. It felt so weird the first time I did it! I almost felt barbaric, but that's what the people do, therefore we follow suit. After supper they passed out some desserts and other snacks. There was one particular snack that Phoebe and I tried. It was kind of crunchy and salty. We didn't know what it was, but we had asked one of the Thai girls and they said it was safe. Later on that evening I noticed a girl with a package of the same snacks we'd been eating. On the outside label was a huge lobster. I became a little concerned. I've never had meat in my life. I asked the Thai girls about it though and they claimed the lobster is just a brand name and that the snack didn't contain lobster of any form. Anyway, it was all kind of funny. I'm much more leery of everything I eat now.
Yesterday was full of different experiences as well. We had the chance to help some church members harvest in the rice paddies. It was a lot of fun, except for the leeches. Because we didn't have tall boots like the locals, they told us to just go bare foot because it was very muddy and our flip flops would've been swallowed in the goop. We cut the rice with a tool similar to a scythe. Sometimes it was hard to maneuver though because it was so muddy. One of the Thai girls (P Mem) got stuck for a minute or so. It was quite entertaining. After harvesting for a while I was hosing my legs off and I noticed my leg was bleeding. Apparently a huge leech had been sucking on my leg all morning- it was so disgusting! Anyway, after that we went "jungle shopping" which meant we were going to be picking mushrooms. I've never liked mushrooms, but now they're even more repulsive to me after seeing where we picked them. We pretty much dug around in compost piles looking for them. The piles had other substances (cow manure) in them as well. Yum. It just doesn't seem healthy to eat things that grow on stuff like that.
Well, I'm being told that it's time to go. Who knows what exciting things will happen tomorrow! I hear we may be teaching some English in the small school at the village. Should be fun!