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When I got on the airplane they confiscated my 4 inch mini-monkey-wrench from me. When I pressed them about why they were confiscating it, they told me it could be used as a weapon. I started to argue that it was much less dangerous than the pens I was carrying, and then thought better of it.
I like Bangkok. Its odd, but it reminds me of China. The big difference seems to be that the aspects of China I had trouble with are either watered down, or completely removed in here. I can imagine relaxing in a country like this.
I would write more, but I havent slept in 30 hours, and I'm no good without sleep. I'll meet up with my cousins Sara and Noah after a nap, and when I have a better feel for things I'll post some more.

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