Bangkok Airport

The flight from Melbourne to Bangkok was as can be expected from any nine hour flight.

Bought some noise canceling headphones and they worked as expected. The red LED that indicates the headphones are on, worked within parameters. Should have stuck with the Apple earbuds I bought last year.

I heard a great quote once that goes along the lines of, “I don’t mind crowds, it’s the individual’s in them I don’t like.” Well, I’ve got to say, I’m not one to prematurely criticize an Architects dream of immortalizing themselves by way of their designs and BKK airport must therefor rate a mention. I’ve seen cattle yards in Australia that work more efficiently. A lot could also be learned by visiting some our shearing sheds in the outback. Imagine trying to stuff the shorn sheep back from whence it came.

Anyway our only issue was with my beloved needing to procure a local sim card for her phone. You’d think you’d be able to get a signal in one the worlds bigger cattle yards. Sorry, I meant airport. I’m still an apprentice when it comes to dealing with an angry Thai woman. I need a few more years to graduate I think.

Our niece Bew picked us up, from the Taxi ranks I might add. Uneventful trip back to her place. The first 30 minutes of the trip were very uneventful. It was interesting to see how high the floods had come. Bew was quite lucky living in a double story as it enabled her to shift most of her furniture upstairs. Not everyone was as fortunate. Sources say the same thing is going to happen again this year. Repairs will have to wait.

Today we’ll be off to Kanchanaburi, or better known as the River Kwai.