Whilst doing some screwdriver surgery
on my little camera
(removing the battery that ran that blasted date/time stamp that liked to turn itself on and ruin pictures) I guess I hosed the little gear that advances the film. Long story short? I'm back in Bangkok
for a couple of days to pick up a new little snapshot-takin' camera. Man, I forgot how hot it can be here. I mean, yeah it's hot in Lao
too, but I forgot how a city "holds" onto heat.
Two forty-five this morning... my train finally pulls in (please do not read any Hitchcockian suggestiveness into that statement) to Bangkok's Hua Lamphong station (which, no foolin', is a dead ringer for the SuperFriends Hall of Justice the outside anyway). The clock strikes three and I'm in a cab heading for a guest house. Three-twenty finds me turtle-esqe with my backpack looking for a guest house with an available room rooms are hard to come by tonight which I blame on it being summer rather than yesterday being Queen Sirikit's sixty-ninth birthday.
A helpful woman on the street helps me track down a guest house with a room. I'm a little puzzled when she has a key to the front security gate although I later learn she also has a room there.
Ten minutes later I find myself saying
"No, seriously, I need to go to sleep in my room. There's your room right there... you should go in there...
And as I finish speaking I look back up the stairs that now separate us me standing in front of her door, she a few steps from mine and I see her standing there; looking down at me waiting for a response; silent
. While I had been talking she had pushed her jeans and underwear down past her knees.
"Thank you for finding me the room it was very helpful. And thank you for the kind and generous offer, but seriously, I just want to go to sleep."