Today was the penultimate time we pack up, the penultimate time my bag explodes all over the place (yes, dad, it really is the bag's fault), and the very last busride. I may feel sad about many things but that is something to celebrate. No more sharing a seat meant for four people with six! No more blaring Gangnam Style! Back to the land of shock absorbers! With the beach behind us and back in the smoggy city Olympia is seeming more and more inviting.
Once we got off the bus we went through five taxis before finding one that both knew where the hotel was and charged us the rate on the meter rather than the exorbitant tourist rate. Even though it turned out that he didn't know where the hotel was and left us a few blocks away and even though most of the rate was collected by sitting in traffic, it was a far sight better than walking.
I would come back to Bangkok for the lunch we had today. The nameless restaurant was reccomended by our hotel and recognized by the sign saying 'Thaifood Very Good Cheap' and it was very good. My mother the chef pointed out that the green curry wasn't technically a green curry because it had no basil among other things, but it was spicy, and sour, and amazing. Curries here are much more soupy than American curries but I'm inclined to think the Thais have it right. Unbelievably my parents weren't as wowed as I was but the agreed to go back for breakfast tomorrow.
By the title it sounds like all we are doing is watching the clock until the plane leaves but on the contrary we still plan to take a boat on the canals, visit the royal palace, and walk around the old city. As well as eat a lot more good food. And... even if some of us weren't quite exactly super enthusiastic about seeing everything in the city... six months is an awfully long time and I think those people would be entitled to cast there eyes dogward.
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