Wednesday, November 11, 2009
We're in Cambodia!
It remains hot. This morning we went out and got one errand done (changing tickets back to Victoria: check!), but not the second (money from ATM: not check! Apparently the bank machine processor was out of order.) Exhausted from that ordeal, we are now lounging around Mom and Ian's house, watching clothing dry. Well, not *watching* it, really. But waiting. We need space to hang up another load of wash, yo!
In other news, Mom treated herself and I to a Thai foot massage at the Bangkok airport last night. In theory, it was awesome. In practice, I may have forgotten to mention to y'all that, when I got into the boat last week for that river tour of Bangkok? I managed to scrape the inner calf on my left leg along the boat on my way in. Resulting in bruises up and down that part of my leg. (I tried to take pictures of them for you, but they didn't show up clearly - all you could see was my leg hair, which I really didn't think was all that photo-worthy.) HENNYWAYS, Thai foot massages involve a lot of massaging up and down the calf. By a lovely young Thai woman who didn't understand words like "bruise" and "gentle" and "stop touching me there, you sadistic torturer!"
My right leg felt awesome, though. :)
It remains hot. This morning we went out and got one errand done (changing tickets back to Victoria: check!), but not the second (money from ATM: not check! Apparently the bank machine processor was out of order.) Exhausted from that ordeal, we are now lounging around Mom and Ian's house, watching clothing dry. Well, not *watching* it, really. But waiting. We need space to hang up another load of wash, yo!
In other news, Mom treated herself and I to a Thai foot massage at the Bangkok airport last night. In theory, it was awesome. In practice, I may have forgotten to mention to y'all that, when I got into the boat last week for that river tour of Bangkok? I managed to scrape the inner calf on my left leg along the boat on my way in. Resulting in bruises up and down that part of my leg. (I tried to take pictures of them for you, but they didn't show up clearly - all you could see was my leg hair, which I really didn't think was all that photo-worthy.) HENNYWAYS, Thai foot massages involve a lot of massaging up and down the calf. By a lovely young Thai woman who didn't understand words like "bruise" and "gentle" and "stop touching me there, you sadistic torturer!"
My right leg felt awesome, though. :)
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