The midnight bus to Tak

We spent a day running around in Bangkok, went to a 5:00 press conference, filed a quick story for VOA, and then headed out to catch an overnight bus to the Burmese border. We got to the station at 10 pm. It was half-dark, and everybody in the waiting room was sleeping. I don't know how they managed to catch their buses.

We were tired and hungry so we went to the food stalls, where an angelic woman sold me some amazing green curry: the kind of green curry that lovingly explodes your mouth and ravages your taste buds.


I don't know whether it's sad or wonderful that Bangkok bus station curry is better than most curries I've had in fancy Thai restaurants in the States. I guess it depends on whether you're here or there.