My flight left Bangkok at 5am. My neck was so sore from my massage the night before. I think there must be some rite of passage one must go through before the Thai massage becomes therapeutic.
I think I counted ten people on the plane, including myself.
I stretched out in the three seats for a rest before the sun came up.
When I woke up the plane was flooded in light. "Nooo!" I thought, " I
missed the view". I flung the window shade open and saw the literal
start of the Himalayas. I looked behind the wing and all was flat. Ahead
of me was this....
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| Everest??? |
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| soooooo many trees |
7am touchdown. This air is bright and cold. Yep, this is real life. I made it.
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