4am I woke to a group of japanese children fluttering in and shopping at Suvarnabhumi International airport. I went in search of a city map and a deck of cards. The cards have beautiful pictures on them-places I might one day like to see. At first I was collecting for my mother but now perhaps I will keep them for myself and get her another set.
The air here smells muggy and dirty – similar to florida but trade the lizard egg smell for burnt rubber. 32 degrees C – I’m told that translates to 80F.
After getting a boarding pass and learning some more Thai phrases from the linguist at the check in desk I ventured to the Bangkok airways long. I say hello in Thai, they don’t seem to notice – perhaps we are all very tired. They hand me a wifi passcode and wave me through.
The waiting long is stocked with what looks like an impression of American snack foods – I sample one of everything – twice at least.
Throughout my 12 hour stay I sample each drink and alternate between sleep and reading.
An old couple from Britain tells me of their adventures in Bangkok which inspires a lengthy internet search and map plotting adventure. That comes to a close with obsessively watching juggling videos and scribing notes on which tricks to drill while in Laos.
Exhaustion supersedes most of the previous spiritual rumination – but there is still a background noise of wonder towards all the people who don’t speak english. It seems that all our lives are very similar still. Everyone has a cellphone, there are wifi phone zombies everywhere. People sleep wherever they cane and smiles are still universal (as well as gestures).
I attempt to feel and intuit those whom I don’t understand but it seems they’re mostly passing the time talking about nothing. The same that I am doing, texting updates to Sarah via Voxer. Curious what kind of snacks we will receive on the flight – hopefully not fried scorpions!
I made the mistake of filling my water bottle from the fountain at the airport. It made me ill for a half a day and the flight was a bit woozy but it wasn’t too bad. Later I learned that the airport has really really bad water. That was the only time where I accidentally drank anything other than bottled water.