A beaker of the warm south
April 12th 2007 The last night in Bangkok for The Three Musketeers. Samara flies home in the morning, and Leslie and Michael fly south. Knowing that we'll be getting away from the endless miles of shabby concrete and frenetic traffic, it's easier for us to relax and enjoy the nightly tourist riot on Khao San Road. We sit at a streetside cafe while a manic cutup serves us ice cream, and waves of trinket hawkers la
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