On my way back from shopping for last minute stuff, I read this sign in front of our building’s carpark: “The repair structure stops can manage a line of motor vehicles one way for you inconvenience.” A friend just came back from Phuket, where he said he found the best ganja he’d had in ages. “It’s gotta be laced with something. These guys had it and they’re professional smokers…” So there you go, kids. Smoking pot is a career path.

I like Bangkok, but it’s time to move on. I want to check out Istanbul, but hey, maybe Phuket…