Thursday, December 17, 2009

Greetings from McDonalds: Bangkok

Our first experience of authentic Thai culture came at about 3 a.m. local time when this gentleman welcomed us to Bangkok.

Try the Samurai Pork Burger. Seriously.




This is the dude who checked our passports at Customs and Immigration. I thought the sword was overkill.






It is humid, people. I know, you're crying for us.

slightly sick

somewhere in the air over China

about 2 hours from landing in Bangkok


We’ve been riding in planes since the day started at noon yesterday. I can’t wait to get off this stupid thing. It’s been really boring and without Alexa I wouldn’t have survived.


The bathrooms are unbelievably tiny and cramped and the floors are a little wet. I’m trying to avoid ever going to the bathroom unless I really, really need to.


In Tokyo, my dad was the one who was out of place. We couldn’t get water out of the vending machine because it only took yen.