Thailand, 18 Aug 2006 --

I woke up at 3am this morning (also known as 2pm if you ask my body clock) and lay staring at the ceiling for a good hour and a half.  Then I gave up and read by the glow of my headlamp for another hour and a half so as not to disturb Cara (who seemed to sleep for a solid 9 hours…bah).  Ah 11 hour jet lag…I missed you so.

Our hotel is near one of Bangkok’s many red light districts (really, just the simple act of walking into a bar makes you fair game as a John here).  I am finding, though, that having Cara around makes for pretty good prostitute repellant.  This is definitely not a bad thing. 

 I just read online that some skeezy guy wrapped up in the Jean-Benet Ramsy murder has been hanging out somewhere here in Bangkok.  This just further reinforces the point that you can find anything in the back sois of this city if you look hard enough.  Seriously, you can find a ‘district’ for anything here.  Throughout the course of the day, districts Cara and I wandered through included: the monk bowl district, the giant plastic buddah statue district, the assorted crappy car parts district, and the partially disassembeled playstation district.  Each of these ‘districts’ includes not less than 10 shops selling a virtually identical selection of items fitting the district’s description.  Good times.

 

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