Tuesday 12 April 2011

Bangkok I love you, but it's time to break up.

Lying sick in my hotel bed today, I realised that the point had come where it is time to part ways. It's been a lovely relationship, mutually beneficial to both, but tomorrow, like a bat out of Hell, I'll be gone when the morning comes.

Am very much looking forward to heading home. In my upset stomach state today, I finally broke the "No home food" rule and had a steak for dinner. It was terrible, by Australian standards, but at the same time perversely magnificent.

Now, a long flight awaits me. It won't be fun, but the goal at the end is pretty special. 

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