It's true. I don't like flying. I know that there are people who do, who still find some glamour in the whole experience. But to quote Biff Loman, it's "a measly manner of existence." 

Not to bang on though, but we arrived safely in Bangkok. Ann drove her car across town through heavy traffic to our basic hotel near Nonthaburi. I began the slow acclimatisation to the heat and humidity. 

We are now further west in a gorgeous riverside town called Amphawa. I have just returned from the morning markets, the only farang in sight. Earlier I was kindly included in a party giving alms to a monk adjacent our guesthouse. 

I am writing on a  mobile keypad so matters are necessarily constrained for the time being.