May 4th, 2004
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On the way home with thoughts
The flight home is on a 747; it’s a pretty big plane. I’ve never been on one before, most flights from the States are on 777s or if you’re unlucky, an old MD-11. Unfortunately size doesn’t seem to equate to comfort. There aren’t any personal LCDs, so I guess I’m watching what everyone else is. [Actually, there weren't any movies at all.] This of course means no Super Nintendo either, so no Taipei for me.
In the interest of brevity, I’ll recount what I did and didn’t do.
didn’t do:
find Sagat *
visit a Go-Go bar *
employ the services of a massage parlor *
meet the King *
[VIDEO AND PICTURES GO HERE]
did do:
The Great Palace *
ride a Tuk-tuk *
Wat Po and the Reclining Buddha *
Wat Arun (Temple of the Dawn) *
Chatuchak “Weekend” market *
MBK and three other seven story shopping malls *
dance at Lucifer *
Khao-san Road and hundreds of backpackers *
It was an experience, and I feel a little wiser for it. However, my patience and stamina were taxed by the heat and madness of downtown Bangkok, even with my recent supposed mental tempering. I got into bed every day exhausted and wanting to be there about an hour of so before I actually made it. This is an affirmation that I have a long way to go in terms of mental conditioning, and there are still a lot of impurities in my heart. I feel so ashamed and disappointed that I still am selfish, shallow and easily irritated. Perhaps my current objectives and energies need to be refocused to concentrate more directly on internal cleansing.
