Back home again

After a few days who knows where, this morning we were unsure where we will end up when we left the bungalow. Some sign language, frustration and dubious help later we were on a bus. An hour later I was covered in vomit. Thankfully that was a fluke and the rest of the day went smoothly.

Seeing the pink buses, colorful taxis and familiar sights brought huge smiles on our faces. In the taxi I heard Miss Fab say “I like Bangkok traffic”…

Sitting in our familiar apartment, the kids relaxed after finishing their trance dancing and chanting “We love luxury”, we are awaiting delivery of our favorite cheap food to finish a long day. The feeling can only be described as coming back home.

Thank you for keeping me in front of the Babble poll! Seeing that cemented the silly grin I have had since arriving in Bangkok. I hope to update you soon.  Now I have to go eat my pork omelet and soup…