Almost Bangkok
Bangkok International Airport - 11pm, Tuesday November 1.
It's so humid my kneecaps are sweating, I just spent 250 bhat for this Internet connection and the only word I have managed to understand on the PA is Frankfurt - that, incidentally, is not where I am going.
The Thai customs officials act out the stereotype we and they have created, the only surprise was one of them looked like a 12-year-old. There are nuns going to Rome, monks to Seoul and a cowboy going to Paris. I feel compelled to walk to ward off the DVT, what a pathetic death that would be. I forgot to mention the poms still gloating in some cricket match from half an eternity ago. The nuns are truly sacrifical, wearing too much clobber when it's 29 and 80 per cent.
I have crossed four time zones and one equator, must go check to see if the toilet really does spin the other way.
I feel no fear, no nerves, I feel at home.
It's so humid my kneecaps are sweating, I just spent 250 bhat for this Internet connection and the only word I have managed to understand on the PA is Frankfurt - that, incidentally, is not where I am going.
The Thai customs officials act out the stereotype we and they have created, the only surprise was one of them looked like a 12-year-old. There are nuns going to Rome, monks to Seoul and a cowboy going to Paris. I feel compelled to walk to ward off the DVT, what a pathetic death that would be. I forgot to mention the poms still gloating in some cricket match from half an eternity ago. The nuns are truly sacrifical, wearing too much clobber when it's 29 and 80 per cent.
I have crossed four time zones and one equator, must go check to see if the toilet really does spin the other way.
I feel no fear, no nerves, I feel at home.
posted by Peter Veness at 3:02 am
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