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Published: January 7th 2010
Setting off so nearly never happened. Apart from Beaconsfield getting hit with the heavy snow just as I was leaving it was Heathrow that really was something with bulldozers clearing the snow behind us, the de iceing not coping and the captain saying the flight may be aborted.
Stuggled away from the terminal and as we headed down the runnway with fresh snow being blasted everywhere the BA flight lifted off next stop Bangkok ,later we discovered we were just about the last flight out that night.
Its always good to find a pretty blond next to you on a long flight and I was looking forward to a friendly chat but she only spoke French, well thats what she made out but whatever she came very close to being bored to death about my trip. Her loss I guess!
As some of you know God has gifted me with the ability to sleep any where any time and so it was, I snuggled down in my window seat had one last look at the white chaos below and flying past the window shut the window lights tight and rapidly drifted to sleep.
10 hours later without a moment being awake I came round in a pitch black plane. Slipping open my window blackout I found myself transported to a Blue Bay of Bengal,sandy beaches, on over Burma, Manderlay and the Waddi Delta where Matthew had worked in the floods some 18 months ago. I felt so excited.
This excitment was not matched by the only window open dazzeling the fellow passengers. Yes Ants up so everybody else has to be up to....well look what they were missing.
Two hours later in the swanky new very big Bangkok Airport that even had a Boots the whole place was running very well and felt very at home.
Two first impressions: A people who all seem to smile and loads of oldish/fat Westerners with youngish women as partners, really strange and creapy.
I was now taking a internal flight to Northern Thailand to meet Matt, strange to sit in the departures longe watching a live BBC report on the weather from Basingstoke, so near and yet so far as a tropical storm gave me a fortaste of the tropics.
As I boarded the flight to Chiang Mai was I going to find the real Thailand?
I sure Matt had plans.
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susan fitz-gibbon
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What fun ...
Hi darling, I am in your blog and am now just going to get jealous as I sit in the office, staff not able to get in, left kids in bed and I have a day sorting builders and cleaners and the office!! However, I can cope .... I think :-) You are going to have an absolutely amazing time and what blast, it is going to be an amazing experience. You commented in your e-mail grandpa and desmond where there - did I know this? Tell me more. Say hi to Matt and look forward to reading your adventures and I am sure there will be many.... however please keep away from the women! All my love - your little sis xxxx