One Night
in Bangkok 
Words can't describe the intensity of this experience. All is going very well. In fact, I am amused by the way problems settle themselves with little effort. I do so wish this were an experience we could share. You would love the people here and there is so much to experience that it is overwhelming.
During my four day trip to Nepal, I finally had one night's sleep. I needed sleep so badly, but I couldn't sleep in transit. My layover in Bangkok was extended until the next day and a number of us camped out at a hotel.
In the morning I asked the staff to take me to the roof before sunrise. I was told they would lose their job if they let me do that. I said "please" and they understood I meant no harm. I was told to follow a young man out the door. About a block down an alley, we came to an old dilapidated hotel that has been closed for many years. When we went inside the young man turned on a switch and the elevator lit up. We got in and went up seven floors. We got out and walked up some stairs to the roof. The young man said (with his hands) he had to go, and wanted to know if I would be all right by myself. I smiled and gave him a high sign. The sun was about to break the horizon and the skyline had a mixture of buildings beyond imagination. I spent at least an hour shooting and gazing, going from jungle to city to private homes all in the sweep of the camera. I was shooting still pictures.
On my way back to the hotel, the city streets were so dense with people, I didn't feel safe with my camera. After walking a few blocks, I went back to the hotel and found everyone getting ready to go back to the airport.
I met a nice fellow named Matt. He has been traveling for the last year and a half. The other people were going to Katmandu to trek. They were happy to hear my story about why I was going there.