In Bangkok now. It was a very hot dfay and i busied myself by visiting Wat Pho, which is home to teh Reclining Buddha, an enormous Buddha statue (I'm talking HUGE) that's, well, reclining. they have 108 little bowls set up along his backside (literally) and you drop coins into them and pray. Which I did. it was very nice.
I found myself frolicking down Khao San and I got approached by a man i'd seen before when i was in the city. A psychic. Just the night before, my family had reminded me to BE CAREFUL with others, as my father has this great story he likes to tell about how he got hypnotized by this woman with big eyes in Malaysia. Anyhooo, being a well seasoned traveller and suffering from a lack of mental capacity from the heat, I found myself in a session with him getting my palm read. He told me some amazing things about myself. I was floored. FLOORED I TELL YOU! Then he asked for his payment. Oh mercy. I was having dinner at Ethos and made friends with the owners, and told them my story (and of course I took a photo of Mr. Singh for the memories) and they told me that he's been reported before and it's likely a scam and described how David Blaine could do all the same things. Let's just say that I will live and learn from this experience. And will try to remember what my dad tells me more often. Part of me still believes it though.
Oh Bangkok. You crazy crazy town.
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