This year, I celebrated my birthday in Bangkok. But now that I think about it, it occurs to me that celebrating birthdays is actually a very weird concept since time stopped the second I turned thirty. And I haven't grown old one single day since...
Anyway, this year's March 20th was a day similar to many others I had in Bangkok - I went for breakfast at my usual place in Rambuttri and then spent several hours e-mailing and writing with one break in between for a quick Pad Thai lunch; what really made the difference was the evening.
I had arranged to meet Nikki at 7 p.m. The plan was to go to the Patpong Night Market, one of the city's 'must' night shopping destinations. When we got there, we went for a walk, had dinner and then moved on for drinks. I quite liked the area - it was definitely a nice change to the natural habitat that Khao San Road has become for me - but was a bit put off by the fact that it is packed with ping pong shows' bars.
While enjoying a nightcap, I opened Nikki's thoughtful present - iron-on patches of a strawberry, a dialogue balloon with "Bon voyage" writen on it and a bowl of noodle soup (which Nikki knows I grew extremely fond of!). Shortly afterwards, tiredness kicked-in and we decided to call it a night. I suppose that the fatigue accumulated in Singapore finally catched up with both of us. After all - and as far as I am concerned! - butterflies and alcohol can only get you so far...
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