Visiting the USA after just three months on the road wasn’t in my initial plan, and for good reason. You can’t just come back to everyone and everything familiar for 10 days and expect not to feel a little twinge of sadness when leaving again… especially when the next stop is somewhere so completely foreign. (I was prepared for the gross food on the China Eastern this time. I had so much candy in my carry-on, you could hear me walking down the tarmac!)
After another long (but far more productive – I got a PR job from the nice guy next to me!) flight from JFK, and another layover in drab Shanghai, I made it to Bangkok at 3 a.m. with bleary eyes and absolutely no clue what day it was. I was so wiped out and dehydrated from the journey that I mistakenly forked over 600 baht for a Gatorade at the Bangkok airport. Yeah, that’s $20. (Oh well. Go Gators!)
Unlike my pleasant time in mysterious New Zealand or the roller coaster ride in magical Bali, Thailand (with a week in Laos, too) was a series of hiccups and misadventures, so I hope you’re ready to read all about it. First stop, Bangkok!
