Cat friend

I, Leah Kilcup announce that yes, I am a cat person, and I am not ashamed. Now that it is said I will get on with the blog. Drew and I had to make an emergency run to Bangkok this weekend. We had to file our proof of residency and obtain a re-entry visa for December. Friday was all business with that but as Saturday rolled in, we decided to go to Chaktu chak Market. Basically its your average Thai exotic market but on a hundred times scale. Anything and everything for sale! Alligator skin boots, snake skin belts, rubies and silver, silk in every jeweled color you can think of, curly toed shoes and exotic head dresses, and food food food! I was so overwhelmed by it. I am pretty used to the markets here but this was overwhelming. We found that one part is devoted to selling pets and animals. If I wanted to I could roll on home with a Mongoose. But instead my friend Amanda helped me find a furry little kitten. It was the most emaciated thing I could find, and it eats like a pig. She slurps and grunts when you feed it... And I love it!

Well, we had to jet back to Surin saturday night and the fastest way was the bus. Let me just share a bit of personal history before I go on.
I have been on old buses in Peru going up the Andies mountains with questionable breaks and gears. Unpaved roads and shear cliffs on one side, with sharp mountain on the other. I thought that was intense. That was nothing compared to flying through the country side in a Thai bus.
The Driver took off at a break neck speed, screeching over curves and bends like a taxi. The bus was a double decker, swaying two and fro, some times on two wheels (I am not lying to you) I thought, perhaps we where just being scared Americans, but when I looked back and saw the terrified faces on the Thai people and hearing their gasps of fear, I knew we where in trouble. When the locals are scared you should be too. Mean while our stewardess would come by handing out snacks and water like we where supposed to be able to eat on that rocking monstrosity! At one curve we all had to lean to the left as the Bus veered into the corner, speeding up faster. Drew clutched the seat arms and held me up so we wouldn't fall into the Isle. People all around us where yelping. Funny thing, the whole time the cat slept under the seat through it all.
When we arrived in Surin the bus driver smiled and bowed to every one as if it had been the best ride ever. Maybe for him. All I know is, I will NEVER get on a bus to bangkok again. Unless the burning bush calls to me to do it, you wont see me near another bus like that again. Ill take the Train thank you!
leah