The flight
was as it always is. 10 hours of agony. Oh! BTW had a nasty moment with one of
the stewardesses coz I wanted two cans or beers, one for me, one for the Misses.
I mean, common! It´s not like we fly charter! And I´m like 93kg, Light
Heavyweight according to UFC weight class. Doesn’t it look like I can squeeze two
cans of beer? Besides, I´m POLISH! We invented drinking alcohol. I think I can manage
a beer or two. Anyway, we arrived Bangkok early morning. Strolled around the
main shopping lane for an hour while we waited for the plane to Yangon. Bought a t-shirt since the one I wore during
the flight didn´t smell like daisies anymore. A quick pseudo shower at the
airport toilet and I was fresh again. Then we started to look for the E2A
departure terminal. Fakk was that far away or what! It took us almost 25
minutes of fast walking from the main shopping lane. GEEZAS we had to walk! Saw
a great fight between a Chinese mother and her teen daughter :D. I guess she
had attitude and the Chinese are like the Polish, RESPECT THE ELDERS! And
what´s up with the Asians smacking each other on the heads all the time? Well,
that was entertaining.
