Bangkok Airways is a superb airline. Short flights, but exemplary service, despite our apparent determination not to be on time.
Clearly I have more pictures and I may upload them in batches. What's already here hasn't been much described, and doesn't reflect much of what was done. I did bad, eh? The jungly, waterfall pictures were at Inthaton national park, the highest point in Thailand, and after the Golden Triangle (where the muddly old rivers separated Myanmar, Laos and Thailand) was followed by trips to the gorgeous White Temple, all up around Chiang Rai. I'll do something about that.
Koh Samui: lots of tourists; very beach-bummy (imagine lots of tedious Jack Johnson music actually sounding okay under those conditions); astonishing rain like I've never seen before; giant statues of the Buddha; stunning beaches; tasteless rocks (Grandfather and Grandmother rocks looking like, well, genitalia (and I don't mean the electricity company from Italy). And beautiful islands.
Bangkok: sweaty; traffic of unbelievable proportions; great food; fascinating puppet show.
Ayuttaya: More of what I thought Thailand was like. Glorious old temples and tales of Burmese invasion horror.
Weird to be back, facing a blank slate and a world of opportunity. Fun, eh?
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