So my last stop before returning to New York was Bangkok.

Monday

We went to the Antara hotel and ate at a place in… Bangkok’s Chinatown. The steamed buns were really good, especially the sweet ones. Afterwards, we headed toward the MBK, a massive shopping mall. Then we went to the Asiatique riverfront plaza. Pooped, we took a ferry back to our hotel.

Tuesday

We ate a delicious breakfast (nom nom nom… danishes!), and headed to the Museum of Siam. It was a really cool museum, and I liked it a lot. Afterwards we headed towards a temple, then went back to the hotel for the pool. For dinner, we headed back to Asiatique. Then we went back to bed.

Wednesday

We went on the monorail to the 85-story Baiyoke Tower. There were great views, but Chrissy was more interested in her book. We took a tuk tuk ride to the Jim Thompson House, where this guy who pioneered silk from Thailand to the world lived. Then we had a little break at the hotel, because after we went to a 2-hour Dinner Cruise. On the boat, I felt a little bit woozy. Was it a wave of homesickness? Had I eaten some bad pad thai? Whatever it was I felt really sick for the rest of the trip. Afterwards, we went to the airport. The plane ride home was brutal. Even though Thai Air is really nice airline, I couldn’t sleep and had to go pee every 15 minutes. But we had buisness flight class tickets home from London, because we had to stop in London for a connecting flight. However, the buisness class on British Airways was even worse then the peasant class on Thai Air. The food was horrible, and they had no good movies. So I slept for most of the ride. When I woke up, we were almost there. Was it true? Was my beloved home only 2 hours away? We landed at JFK airport and returned to my long-lost home. I had a great expierience in London, and I hope to travel again soon.