I was frantically feeding the last of my Baht into the international phone-call machine in the luxurious and futuristic Bangkok airport. My mother was on the other end. It must have been two or three in the morning there, but we struggled against the Bhat clock to relay vital information: from my mother to me: … Continue reading Goodbye Thailand
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