Our last of many stops finds us yet again in the magical land of Singapore, where we will depart on the last journey of our trip, the long one back home. This posting is to warn all you readers about our respective states of appearance upon arrival.
Neither Gid or I have shaved in over 30 days. Luckily neither of us are real men yet, so there is nothing to really worry about there. I'd say we all smell pretty ripe; I know for sure that Coles hasn't showered in nearly a fortnight and none of us have changed clothes in about a week. I ran out of toothpaste on an island in Thailand, that was 9 days ago. I am fairly certain that there is a colony of foreign insects living in or around the scar on Gideon's head.
Joey is now fluent in Malay, Khmer, and Thai, while the rest of us have lost all language skills and exclusively communicate with hand gestures and various grunts. At first, we used chopsticks in lieu of forks and knives to eat, but have since regressed to using our bare hands and shoveling the food in.
When we get back to the states it is likely that it will take a week or so to get back into driving in an orderly fashion and not holding on for our lives as we try to scribble out our wills. We will definitely scoff at any meal over $1.32, and I may sit on the corner in Bedford and beg passersby for Thai Baht; not because I am broke, but because no one else has started doing it yet, it is a totally untouched market.
So in closing, I wish I had been able to post on this blog more often, maybe next time I get over to SE Asia. Only 70 hours of travel and 25 or so thousand miles until home; at least we get free snacks on the flight (and drinks)
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I thought I was "prepared" to see you - the camera's ready, there's towels in the car, lysol and air fresheners, too - but I think I misjudged. I guess I'll just hold my nose and give you a hug and kiss regardless!!!
The excuse of "sorry I can't pick them up at midnight at the airport because I have to be at the office at 7:00 a.m. the next day" is suddenly very appropriate. Glad it's not my car going to Logan Airport! Nevertheless, still can't wait to get a Gideon hug!
evan ran out of toothpaste 9 days ago??? that must be KILLINGGGGGG him!!!! hahaha, his precious pearly whites
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