And so ends my third visit to this offbeat guesthouse in the heart of old Bangkok. Nothing fancy, just very quiet and relaxing. They have but two televisions, and both are used for decoration. You want entertainment? Go watch the parrots in the dining garden.---
Uh-oh.
I just now noticed that my passport came through the Songkran water festival about as well as if I had run it through the wash. Already chewed-up to begin with, its pages have crinkled and the stamps inside have started to bleed, including the one-year Thai visa I plunked down $175 for. I can already envision the steely glare from the immigration official at the airport, come June 7. Yes ... the "Hey, Stupid!" look.
(Sigh.)
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