Between the disposable underwear’s in the backpack, my forgetfulness, and both our unprepared ness for Thailand we are home at 5am after the failed attempt to look for Bar b q chicken wings!
The checklist range from changing cash, to sleeping. Tomorrow we plan to not sleep, or at least the birthday bash at zouk might have us think that, then its on to getting our asses to the airport on time.
For one second, my pathetic life almost sounds glamorous. Then im slowly or rather quickly humbled by my paper underwear’s. It’s a hilariously beautiful technology.
I haven’t even gotten excited and skipped or danced by myself in the room due to the lack of sleep. Come to think of it, its been a while since I danced by myself in my room, but you don’t want to hear about that.
Brains numb and any attempt to sound profound will fail miserably. Still, I’m more excited about going to the airport for now. I still haven’t figured out that one.
See you in 16 days, or more, depending on how tired I am when I get back. Would like to capture my official goodbye to munster, in our unsatisfactory ‘forced’ hugs just now, just wanna say thanks for everything, listening, talking, working together, traveling, and everything else.