8 things to do in 8 hours in Doha airport;
1. Buy enough chocolate for 6 months
2. Search for a toilet you are actually willing to use (I eventually found one)
3. Spend a large amount of money on some awful mozzarella sticks and a bucket of pepsi
4. See how many of the wasabi peas you got on your last flight you can throw into the now empty bucket of pepsi (you may be wondering why I didn't just eat these but my teeth are not made of diamonds)
5. Read an entire Alexander McCall Smith book (its not hard)
6. Clean you iPod with a wet one (I'd forgotten the headphones were white)
7. Watch the sleep deprived zombified travellers wander aimlessly around the airport at 4am bumping into everything including each other without really noticing (actually quite entertaining)
8. Take a security stalker on an obstical course around duty free (I'm not sure why he targeted me but I was impressed by his dedication)
I am in Thailand at long last. It seems very strange returning to the sanctuary and its hasn't all hit me yet. I wonder if it will. The very long journey ended in me staying in backpackers heaven (khao san road) in Bangkok. This is not an easy place to deal with at the best of times and is a hase of lights, noise and clothes when jetlagged. My arrival in the remote and quiet centre is very blissful despite viewing the damage caused by last weeks flood. Thankfully none of the animals were harmed but the landscape has changed a bit with large areas being washed away. I have said hello to all my fury friends which is always good. I will have far more interesting and better written things to post when I have caught up on sleep hopefully.
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