Jan 15, Bangkok, Thailand
The night train
Slow morning on purpose. Coffee, laundry, a long walk to the flower market. Then the station and the sleeper north. Second class, lower berth, a man comes through and makes the bed while you stand in the aisle. No alcohol on Thai trains, nobody misses it. Lights out, the whole car swaying, and somewhere around midnight I woke up, looked out and saw a temple lit up in the middle of nowhere.
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