As I have written about frequently before, traveling always humbles me -- as I learn so much regardless of where I go. And it invigorates me as I love the challenges of navigating my way physically and linguistically. It's one way I overcome my American-bred fears to reassure myself that I'm not yet the depressed MacBeth:
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
So, I treated myself to a nice hotel (yes, only $31.50 USD for the night), took a nice swim, treated myself to a real Thai massage (about $8.50 USD) -- and no, not one of the fake "happy ending" ones! -- and enjoyed another wonderful plate of Pad Thai.
Life is good! Especially because I already picked up another "mistake" fare that has given me the bookends to my next SE Asia adventure in September!