Sitting in the Royal Silk Lounge at Suvarnabhumi (pronounced Soo-wanna-poorn) airport (pronounced air-port) gives me some time to rat-a-tat out a quick blog post.
Mint didn’t quite believe me that we could eat for free in the lounge, and on the (arduous) walk there, she doubted it so hard she was tempted to buy boring food from vendors. Now that we’re here, and my predictions of free food have been validated, all recollection of this disbelief has vanished and she sits here like she owns the place.
I finally finished the book I was reading last night (Watching the English, by Kate Fox), as I didn’t want to take it with me to Chiang Mai, and I also didn’t want to feel guilty about starting a new book, or reading magazines, in the interim. The last 40 pages or so flew by, mostly because I was doing a pretty half-assed job of reading them, but there were some interesting parts that broke up the boring parts. I liked the parts about class-consciousness of the English, but found the summaries boring. If anyone wants to read it, let me know and I’ll post it.
Speaking of “posting it”, yesterday I sent Glenn’s gift to him, and in a way, I hope it won’t prove useful: here is a link to the book’s page, I have tiny-urlled it to make it a hidden link … if Glenn wants to know what it is BEFORE his birthday, well that’s his funeral.
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In certain circumstancs, not knowing could very well be the aforementioned funeral…
*Ba-dum-tish*
The biggest disappointment was when it cost AU$15 to mail a book to Australia. I need to get more organized and send a bunch of small pressies to Mum for further distribution as the dates roll on.
We can always dream I suppose.