View from our Bangkok hotel room - better than it appears I promise !
Heathrow - Remains of day
Welcome to the Land of Smiles.
The super highway connecting the shiny happy new airport in Bangkok to the chaotic, impoverished and polluted centre of Bangkok where we are spending our first night symbolises the priority Thailand places on its own people compared to tourists - people like us - farangs (foreigners) arriving brimming with dollars. The aforementioned airport is one of the biggest, cleanest and frankly emptiest in the world, resembling a shopping centre absent of customers. Contrast this with the taxi ride we took to down town Bangkok where peasants from the North east, their faces dirty and aged with toil and years of work compete with the fumes, noise and heat to scrape a living. So to be a Thai in Thailand paradoxically means being poor, deprived of power and without any door from which to leave. What will the children make of it? Normal service will never be resumed though I hope ....
Janaki and I - 14 years later. We're back - and this time it's personal (and bald..ish)
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