It's funny though. Worn out and driving through the rain in a taxi back to Lat Krabang at 2:00AM, Kate and I passed through Bangkok. Butchers slaughtering their next day's profits on the street, a weird mix of Thai ballads and Ke$ha on the radio, and watching the dark clouds over the Bangkok skyline as we made our way perilously through the streets. It's this mundane stuff I'm going to miss a week from now.
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