White guy says loudly to everyone in the debarkation area, "I LOVE THAI WOMEN!" or something to that effect while he reflects on the sex life he had with his Thai 'girlfriends' Hello...Thai women...really? This guy is ugly, skinny and although he may be wealthy, this is ridiculous! Come on Thai girls, it is self respect time! These are the boyfriends you choose...ug...barf!
I was given a questionnaire by the Thai visitors association while I laid on the airport floor. They were interested in knowing if I came to Thailand for elective surgery? Did I choose surgery while I was there from an advertisement I had seen? If so, What did I have done? Did I have hospital services because of an unforeseen event? This question was at the end and almost an afterthought.
The Sri Lankan Airline airplane has wreaths and stuffed snowmen hanging from the walls and ceiling of the main cabin....like a highly decorated tuk tuk.
Sri Lankan stewardesses must be trained in this unique method of waking sleeping passengers. I had been asleep since before the plane took off. I felt someone scratching my scalp with long fingernails... I woke up and the stewardess said, "Would you like to eat?"
There is a large Muslim man arguing with the world. He does not want to sit between two white people. He just yelled at the stewardess and got into her face. This could be bad.
Craig is talking to a guy about our trip. Oh God! He is a 'travel agent' and he is giving Craig advice. He says our hotel sucks and is where prostitutes bring their johns. He also says that the train is not good to ride. hum...
When you arrive in Sri Lanka, be amused by the 1980's feel of the joint. Listen to how the carousel squeaks as package after package of t-shirts and sarongs are unpacked by wealthy shop owners and put into duffel bags by porters.
Change money inside the airport. Get a ticket for a taxi before leaving the secured area. Do not be bothered by people asking you if you need a place to stay or a ride. Let the taxi service people walk you out to a waiting cab.
Do not let that cab driver fill your heart with fear about the place you are staying. Because he certainly will tell you this. When he insists on taking you to a different hotel...one owned by a relative... unleash that inner bus driver and sternly say, "Take us where we want to go!"
Don't worry that when you get to the hotel and you can't see the rooms from the road.
Don't worry that you are lead to your room by flashlight.
Try not to worry that you don't know where you are in the world and that things feel out of control and you are exhausted.
In the morning, after a cool silent night under a mosquito net, when you look outside to the amazingly lush green, the butterflies and the birds, your dear friend will peek his head out around the cement wall separating your rooms and will say, "want some coffee?"
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