Bangkok

This place is not all it's cracked up to be. I mean really, does your airport have to THAT big? Haven't you ever heard that it's not about the size of the airport? And what is with the heat and humidity? It's like walking through the worlds biggest sauna. It's a good thing that I am eating so much food, because I think that I am sweating off as many calories as I am eating. I think I have discovered why the entire country is skinny.

The plane ride was long, but I made it sans DVT. There is something about the last six of twenty four hours on a plane that makes life interesting. It is that semi-coherent, half-asleep time where everything is either really funny, or it does not make any sense. It was during this period where I experienced the Tokyo airport. I was mesmerized by the people mesmerized by the sumo wrestling on T.V.

The hostel that we are staying at is impressive. A mix of open air house meets fancy modern where it takes a key card to turn on the lights (don't ask, it's hard to explain and even harder to figure out).

And just to try to alliveate fears, there are protests, I am staying far away from said protests. I did not bring either a red shirt nor a yellow shirt. And I am leaving today. I don't think that people protest on the beach. That would ruin the laid back, to cool to care culture, right?

We went to the Grand Palace today. 10 dollars for foriegners, free for Thais. I had a hard time enjoying the place. Too hot. But here are a couple of pictures that I took. Tomorrow I will be enjoying the beach and the Indian ocean.