my flea bits are fading, as are my memories of cold (er) nights requiring use of the sleeping bag and layers of clothing filling my pack. Yes, I appreciated them in the village, but now they simply take up space as I'm sweating in the dusty streets of Chiang Mai with nights just cool enough to sleep with the fan whirring on low...tomorrow I depart the north of Thailand for a 24-hour journey to the temples of Angkor Wat...I've learned from the hours spent wandering in search of cheap rooms and booked a bed ahead of time...wow, how organized is that! I admit, it's a first for me...so, just as I had thought, my birthday will be spent surrounded by centuries-old Buddhas overgrown by jungle...i'm off to the night market, camera in hand, to snap photos of the leftover tradition from Asia's great trade circuit...and possibly consume some decadent mango with sticky rice!
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