back in BKK

It  interesting to see something that you know through someone else's eyes Getting Kim at the airport was not without drama and I found myself very shaky wondering how I could miss her.   The airport has three ways into the lobby.  The big sign said...she should be coming out exit C.... but of course..the middle way...is always the way one would choose so she came out exit B.   I had planted myself on a airport buggy (which was not without another story.... I brought my pillow and thought I could balance my butt on a very small piece of real estate when of course the buggy dump and me dumped off...   one thing about grey hair...you get noticed and everyone ran...after being more careful, I was able to stay balanced for better than an hour.) ....I was at the very end of the opening so no one walking out of the spot could help by notice me.... So after an hour after the plane landed...I was in a panic.  The only place in Asia that does not have wifi...the airport.... the only place it was desperately needed was yesterday..   I made an international call to what I believed was her cell...first I put all the info in by key pad then and operator wanted it all again and I was working off of the phone trying to hold the pay phone to my ear with the left hand and trying not to drop the credit card etc.... I was very shaken for it I could not reach her...what then.   I knew she had boarded in Korea....panic.  I have not had the opportunity of that in a long time...my zen was out the window....hi...it is you.... and my reply...where are you....    I found the hotel driver and I am waiting for you.....hang up...together....but it took me some breathing while talking to get myself together.   We had a good first day...Kim showered and we were off to the Wat Pho where she had her first foot massage and now is never leaving Thailand.   it was a leisurely trip down the river and back...although we caught a late boat and it was crowded... I took her down the dark cat alley to dinner...and she had a few seconds of where is this woman taking us...but she had some tempeh/peanut butter and soup...and her first beer.   I am glad she was not doing brain surgery since she was very spaced and could hardly purchase the two pair of pants she was wanting to buy on the way down...so bed pretty early...only an interruption from her father's phone call at 2:45 ....but a good night sleep.   I am going to make the next blog just pics...it will be easier......   so off to the palace, Chinatown and maybe Siam...then back for a swim and meet Cheryl and her friend for dinner.