The last hours of the trip passed in a kind of blur. Once the family were out the door there was a silence, and a stillness that we hadn't felt before. We left the room, which seemed strangely empty, even though it was filled with all our luggage, and wandered down onto Khao San Rd. The minute we stepped out onto Trok Mayom the stillness and silence was gone, replaced by the neverending vibrancy of the Bangkok streets. We wandered through the market stalls, picking up last minute purchases and a bit of early Christmas shopping here and there. There was a lot of to and fro: from the store of the pawing cats, to the bikini stall, to the room for a rest. To the lantern stall, to the room to safely store the lanterns
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