Starting to pack

... in 3 weeks.... No, packing will not take many minutes, but I land in Copenhagen in 26 days so I fly to BKK in 3 weeks. Being handicapped means it is always a trouble to move, but once I do it, it is never that bad, especially in this part of the world, as I always get pretty good help from people.

Now I think more and more of what I miss here that I have at home. My wife of course......, and also many small details. Like a good work chair, have not eaten pig feet since Sweden!!!!! Broadband and not this slow jungle telegraph, where I have to pay every minute. Not a lot but...... 15 Baht an hour, but when surfing to find info about something, and every page can take minutes to get up, well.....

And once home I will start to miss things here....., lots of people who have seen me around for 3 months, say hello and smile when I slowly pass by! Like my favourite restaurant, mainly for seafood, but of course they had everything else. The seafood was on display outside,
but - ah well - some people have got "habits"..... Once a Swedish family from Blekinge settled at the next table, he VERY fat, she VERY fat, the son of maybe 5 VERY fat, the youngest daughter - ah well, not yet....

All ordered CHICKEN, in this seafood restaurant, except the young boy, who ate some fat sausage. All had fat pommes frites to that.......

The restaurant kitchen all open along one wall.

I am happy as long as I am happy both coming and going, but I am pretty sure this is my last jungle adventure alone.

The experiment - well - succeeded

My trip this winter was in a way to compensate for a year of completely insane and meaningless harassment from the Swedish governmental sick insurance office, last winter they stopped me from going on my usual winter leave in spite of piles of sick leaves and health declarations from my doctors that it was necessary for me to spend the worst part of the winter in a warm country. They just laughed.