Tag: Bangkok

Welcome to Bangkok, baby!! A fascinatingly energized, 24/7 city full of filth, food and glamour. I can’t wait to go back to Bangkok; I sometimes feel I’d like to semi-permanently relocate here.

making sense of 2012

Making sense of 2012.

I now realize that the vitamin I just took was intended to be dissolved in liquid prior to consumption. I was wondering why 1) it tasted so awful when vitamins are generally innocuous; 2) my mouth started foaming as I chewed it. Hopefully this disgusting vitamin coupled with the week of rest I have had can bring me back to health so I don’t close this year out being physically and mentally ill. Yes, amazingly, 2012 is coming to a close already though it seems like it just began, bright and full of potential. I have accomplished a lot this year personally and I think putting some milestones down will help distill any sense in my mind that this year was an absolute disaster. Though each item contains its own subset of comedies I am going to be brief for…

notes from the train

Andrew, shortly after having a sex change and converting to Islam. Thanks Allah for second-class.

We got up this morning, gathered our things and gladly said goodbye to Koh Tao and its beaches, excited for the long journey back to Bangkok. Taxi to boat to bus to train to Bangkok! We got all the way…

oops…

A series of blunders has caught up with me, leaving me temporarily stuck in Bangkok waiting for something to arrive from my homeland, from good old US soil.  The item was possibly the worst item to possibly lose besides my passport. I lost my Charles Schwab debit card. The Schwab card is absolutely badass for people who are traveling internationally because Schwab reimburses cardholders for all international ATM fees. I’ll let you all know I’m…

Françoise and the rhythm…a clubbing story

The story of how I found my rhythm, as told mostly in 15-minute increments. Note how it started out as a normal moderately anti-social evening but progressed into something beautiful, something special. Clubbing required me to travel lightweight (no camera)…

lack of sleep, consequences and reform

Our "couch" in Bangkok. It was so hot that when I woke up everywhere my body had touched the bed was wet.

It’s 11:42 and I’m lying on the mattress in the room where Andrew and I are couchsurfing, physically and mentally worn out but having trouble resting. The constant otherworldly humidity coupled with the lack of sleep has finally caught up…

DFW–>SFO

Sitting on the plane from Dallas to San Francisco, the first of three flights of the journey from the Dallas to Bangkok, I wasn’t really tired but I fell asleep for a few hours after getting restless while reading. Every so often gravity started anchoring my head down and as it fell I would wake up in a rush before I drifted off. The pilot announced we were about to cross the Sierra Nevadas and…