I've never been happier to hear the the familiar voice on the other end of the line say "Hi boss, this is Puk."
Puk is okay. He is at the shop he owns in central Ayutthaya along with a few of his workers, protecting the shop from looting. He has run out of food, water, and money. With the help of a Thai friend, emergency provisions are now on the way. Puk will be taking a boat to the nearest dry land a few kilometers away to pick up emergency provisions before heading back to his shop.
Over the next day or two am getting an aid package together for him. Tentative plans are to try and make it up to him on Friday or Saturday with whatever food and water I can find on the empty shelves of Bangkok.
Not much bread either.