bangkok is hot

dear sean:

i have finally settled a bit in bangkok. actually got some sleep last night which was a surprise. it was made a little easier by the singha from the hotel bar atop my digs, nice light breeze that was actually just blowing the wetness around even more. it feels like you are breathing soppy paper towels, even at midnight.
before alyson arrived today around noon, i had a few moments to myself to explore the neighborhood and find a suitable breakfast. someone from production actually recommended the restaurant in the bar but since i will be here for a few more weeks, i took a pass and hit the streets. vendors cooking various things are all around. i took a big circle and finally made my choice. lots of thais. hot things. sauces. a gnarly looking dude using a butter knife to cut corn off the cob. he was my master of ceremonies i decided. i took my money out and made (what i thought) was the international symbol for 1 (holding up one finger, natch) and he gave the international symbol for no (saying no several times). undaunted, i tried to look sad. this did not work either. i swallowed my pride and nothing else. i moved on. found a woman making donuts that were neither sweet nor salty, just fried and warm and fresh. i got 10 (for 10 baht, which is about 30 cents) and ate them like popcorn as i found a suitable breakfast: street curry. man. 30 baht (a buck) for a bowl of green, hot ass curry with some meat. all the thai spices. thai taxi drivers actually commented on my use of the thai chili. he was in awe. i sat and sweated and gave him the rest of my donuts. this place is alright.