Dear Dakanda

I ended up seeing a Thai movie last night. It was a love story called "Dear Dakanda." I think it was supposed to be funny in addition to being romantic, but a lot of the jokes didn't translate well into the subtitles. Of course I laughed along with the rest of the audience, and eventually I found even the jokes I didn't get funny.

I had completely forgotten the tradition of standing for the national anthem with an on-screen tribute to the king. I really enjoyed this show of patriotism. As an aside, the Thai king is the longest reigning monarch in the world.

Today was lazy, yet again. I spent all morning sleeping rolling in bed, and all afternoon reading "Midnight's Children" in the park. With so many hours of reading, I'm only half way through the thing.

Rigth now, there are only 7 hours until my plane lifts off the runway and flys toward Delhi. I'm not sure what the internet situation will be like in India.. and I'm not sure if my friend's and my packed itinerary will permit frequent updates. That being said, I will keep notes in my journal and post the entries whenever I have the chance.

For those of you who don't know, I won't be travelling solo anymore. I'm meeting my friend Kate Fletcher (taught with her in Japan) as soon as I get off the plane.