Week the Third

It’s still too hot here. I’m trying not to have the air conditioning on all of the time when I’m at home, but it’s hard to resist – things like doing the dishes (no dishwasher here) and managing the laundry are enough physical activity to promote sweating. Blah. That’s my current excuse for ignoring the floor, which does need a wash.

Still no word on when our furniture (and computer) will arrive. I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of my kitchen equipment, as the very small amount of pots, pans, and accessories that we sent via air really limits the variety of things that I can prepare for meals. And I am dying to be reunited with our own mattress. The loaner bed that we have here is as hard as concrete, and my back is killing me. I’m not sure if it’s coincidence, but the loaner sofa we have is also harder than what I am used to!

I don't go into central Bangkok everyday, but when I do, I can't help but wonder what driver education is like here. Do the instructors actually teach the aspiring motorists to turn into on-coming traffic, or is that just something a person learns later? Vehicles cut other vehicles off all the time here, but no one seems to get road-rage. No one even honks their horn. It's just the way it is ...