On the Road Again

The past 10 days have been a blur.

Having spent Xmas in Taiwan with my sister Lindsay who I haven't seen in 15 months ( I told her she looked older when I first saw her at the airport, but what I meant was that you look very grown up, mature, and lovely!) and we had a blast. I learnt that Chinese letters are confusing, 7-11's kick ass and Taipei 101 is really really tall.

I then hopped on a Royal Dutch Airways' 747 (I literally cleaned them out of Heinekens - remember, free booze on international flights) and flew to Bangkok for New Years, meeting my friend Anna whom I met in Sydney last year. We got plastered, so much so that I passed out around 10pm and missed the celebration. Dammit. The bombs went off about 5 minutes from where we were, but we were all safe. Thanks to my one friend, Caudle, who e-mailed checkin up on things. I love you too buddy.

From Central Thailand I am now on my way to Singapore. After taking 2 valiums and one sleeper/overnight train, I now find myself half way there. I woke up at 10am groggy (the valiums) to the noise of the 1968 train huffing along the uneven track. I got off in Trang, and I could smell the sweet scent of the sea, and low and behold it was calling out to me (could have been the valiums though, too).

Figuring I should get some last minute rays from the sun I'm spending 3 nights here on Ko Lanta, an island in southwest Thailand, enjoying the beaches and the laid back goodness life. Tomorrow we are going to one of the premier Scuba Dive spots in the world in the Andaman Sea - right off of Ko Phi Phi island. Should be sweet and I am stoked.

On the 8th I'm flying into India, where I will begin to cry as I have no idea what I am getting myself into. For the next 5 weeks I will be volunteering in Mumbai (Bombay) where some 16.5 million Indians live and die - mostly through cricket, Bollywood films, and curries. Brampton eat your heart out!

Love y'all

Switzer