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Sitting on comfy cushions at the rooftop restaurant at my guest house. I ordered a camomile tea, and the waiter assured me he brought one. I’ll have to take his word for it because, while good, it tasted nothing like what I expected. It was cold and orange…

Had a bit of a meltdown this morning. First off, I did it again. Applied sunscreen to my forehead. Never, never do this in high humidity or at any other time when there is a likelihood that sweat will be pouring down your face like a river. It gets in your eyes. It stings a little at first, then your eyes close up completely and stream tears for about 30 minutes, til the chemical has been flushed.

The fact that this happened in 30 degree temperatures and 150% humidity in a line-up of what had to have been thousands of tourists trying to get into the Grand Palace at the same time did not help. Thankfully, I knew in advance about the no-bare-shoulders rule so I proudly produced my shawl and slipped it on at the gate. It wasn’t until I (blindly – see above) handed my ticket to the final gate keeper that they decided the shawl wouldn’t work. She indicated that I needed to go all the way back to “rent” a tee shirt.

It doesn’t seem like much but I couldn’t see and I was soaking wet and I just couldn’t do it. I wondered aloud about the possibility of getting a refund. Wonder of wonders, a young woman standing nearby heard me and offered to buy my ticket. She had lost hers and wasn’t interested in going all the way back to stand in line for another.  Sold!

i walked to Wat Pho, about ten minutes a away, paid 1/5th the admission, my shawl was welcome, and no crowds! Gorgeous Buddhas, and I even managed some meditation. Om.