Three a.m., my head was resting on a window that vibrated to the dips and grooves of an unknown Thai highway. The crick in my neck was horrible and the air conditioner refused to let up even with the vent closed. ‘Three-hundred and fifty baht’ I chuckled to myself, ‘all to save a hundred baht…didn’t
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