I am a blithering, sleep-deprived idiot ... and this is just Day Three of an intensive 30-day CELTA training. To paraphrase the punchline of a very dirty joke, "I'm sorry, ma'am, but I don't think I can take 27 more of these."
Thank you, red shirts: word of their imminent move onto Silom Road, where my school is, prompts an early end to class this evening. I take the third-floor sky bridge that connects our building to the Sala Daeng train station, so we don't have to descend to street level. On the ground below I watch soldiers facing north toward the red shirts' base camp in Lumphini Park and hear a military loudspeaker -- taunting the protesters, says Anton, a fellow student who speaks Thai. A thunderstorm threatens as smartly dressed office workers dart for the cover of the station, and what could be the last train of the night. I am on that sucker right behind them.
As of 9 p.m., the Bangkok Post web site reports that things are still quiet. But the worst of the troublemakers like to work at night.
Posting might be sporadic until I can get a decent night's sleep.
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Are the protesters keeping you up, or are you studying all night, already?! Keep complaining! Misery loves company, Jeff! Just think how smart we'll both be when DONE! And it will be about the same time, I'm guessing, eh? Hang tight, I'm cheering you on, love, the other ESL student teacher
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