Yesterday we had a great visit to the Grand Palace in Bangkok, but then couldn't find a taxi willing to drive us to our hotel. That meant about a 5 km walk before we got to a Sky Train station. Wouldn't have been a problem except traffic was crazy and the air pollution was out of control. By the time we made it back to our hotel my lungs were tight, my head was killing me, and my throat felt like raw meat.
And then Traveler's Tummy and its associated unpleasantness showed up last night. It actually might be a side effect of my anti-malaria medication, more likely food/water related. But John, thankfully, is fine. And we have eaten all the same stuff.
We went to a bookstore today. Thankfully prices and my small suitcase kept me from buying anything. Can't wait to do my book review of Kate Chopin's The Awakening. It was wonderful. But that won't be for a couple more weeks. Too hard to blog from the road.