The heat stands like a wall outside the airport, thick and unrelenting, long after the sun has gone down. After the winter cold of Kathmandu–40 degrees and no heat anywhere–I gladly sweat and melt and spend a few tropical days wearing a tank top and getting accustomed to warmth again.The view from Leah’s balcony.
Bangkok has always felt like the perfect Asian base to shift gears, relax, regroup, and head off for the next adventure–all the more so now that I’m able stay with my friend Leah Mulder. Leah has a spacious and lovely apartment in central Bangkok. She takes me out for amazing Thai food (how about a welcome dinner of pomelo with shrimp, garlic, and coconut; morning glory greens; and penang curry?!), luxury massages, and fun in the city. I sit on the balcony in the mild warmth of morning, eat dragonfruit, write blog posts, catch up on the past, and plan the future. Three days in Bangkok.