No idea if she's a late arrival or just saving cash and hoping that the cockroach infestation is passed...but was good to find blip on alley again; two in a row, same alley as well.

Uff...so that's the year, the original plan/offer, gone; admittedly I took a week to get going, does that count I wonder? but half an hour or so out of schipol and no idea how many from deadinburgh, and it all seems to drift dark and cold. Announcement on plane says 4degrees, and I think that in the last weeks 24 has felt chilly. I sense a tantrum:but it'll be a crap one as I can't stamp my foot. Bostmac, as they say in orth...

odd to think of returning, however briefly that kind gods can arrange it to be..ungrateful wretch that I am. But doctor tomorrow and hopefully all okay, dentist Friday to remove a tooth that fell victim to a salad last week...salads are good for you they told me...all lies. And the tooth fairy refused to pay a single baht, miserable sod. So where was I? Ah rambling again .. 3 hours til next flight...me already round midnight...which is playing as I type: Keith jarrett and Charlie haden, sublime sounds...completing the trilogy thelonious is an occasional formal variation upon monkus. Hmm.
So back to the khaosan; taxi driver took me to bus station in opposite direction to rail link: reaction to fugh up was to inform me 'no speak English!" and half the price...I'd like to say it then became a race through bkk but traffic is too heavy these days...once though long ago I did this, across Bangkok in a formula one tuk tuk and a promise to double the fare if he could get me to my bus on time...he did. And I swiftly changed my underwear and promised never to do that again .. but today I made my flight. At least part one.

And that's it. Tomorrow is the year and a day. Or maybe it's next week. But there's time to fill yet, adventures to be found and faces to brighten even the northern mirk as I look for another map, and hobble into....