The Night Bus

Well. I'm back in Bangkok. Deona and I caught a night bus last night and headed back. Of course the bus left over an hour late (typical). It also ran out of gas on the side of a hill some where. When it finally started moving again the air conditioning vent above me dripped cold water consistantly everytime I started to fall asleep. I was pretty sure that I had had enough of Songkran, but apparently my air conditioning vent wanted to give me one last taste of the holiday. Oh the joys of bussing across Thailand!