Bangkok airport.
The
soundtrack: Terry Oldfield on the chimes and meditation bowl, churning out a
Healing Sounds journey – to get that pre-Bhutan Buddhist feelin’.

The book:
Norman Lewis’s ‘The World, The World’ – going old school, back to my early
love, where travel writing all began.

The scene: it’s like a cheerful cocktail party around me, with Campari and
Singha beer going down with handfuls of salty nuts.

The
airline: Thai Airways – thank goodness, the attendants don’t look like overplayed
drag queens and neither are they so beautiful that it turns me into
Insta-Frump.

The
destination: Bangkok and the Novotel Bangkok
Suvarnabhumi Airport – “try the breakfast buffet, try
the pool, try the beds!” urges the hotel’s PR, Cyn Dammerer. With less 10 hours
on the ground (thanks to a 6.50am onward flight to Paro), I’ll see what I can
do, Cyn.