Last December D Young V and I decided we would go to Thailand. There wasn’t any real reason for this, but there wasn’t any real reason not to. Bangkok is hot. It’s hot in December, it’s hot at 3am. Bangkok also never stops. It’s busy at noon and it’s busy at 3am. It’s one of those cities that doesn’t require you to have any energy, it has it’s own current. All you have to do is step into it and you’ll get carried along. To that extent the trip seemed less like 16 days and more like one really long day punctuated by intermittent naps. That was 4 months ago. I would describe all the things I did and saw, but it’s a dense kind of experience and honestly, I don’t remember a lot of it. There is this sort of high humidity fog over that part of my memory and I do remember some things that may not have actually happened. We’re very isolated in the U.S., something I never really cared for. For a few weeks while Dave and I were in Thailand the world was big again. Really big and really strange.
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