Bangkok was teeming, as we disembarked from our long flight into a wall of heat and humidity, thick with filthy air and the wall-to-wall traffic that was 1981 Thailand. We were carried along helplessly by the crowd into a cluttered street where frantic cabbies vied for our attention, fighting over the scrap of paper held tightly in my fist with “train station” scribbled in Thai. The most aggressive grabbed my arm and dragged me into his tiny cab, and before we could say, “Where the hell are the seat belts?” we were catapulted into arguably the worst traffic nightmare in the world – it was New York City on steroids!The old cab sputtered through the orange, murky air as the driver’s bloodshot eyes riveted themselves in some kind of supernatural concentration on the maze of shifting machinery that danced before us, one hand on the horn and the other flying between the shifter and the steering wheel. I glanced at Janet – her face was as white as a sheet.I finally had to admit to myself that this nutty idea was probably a mistake. Janet trusted me implicitly, she always had. After all, I was her knight in shining armor,… Read full this story
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