I just got to Chiang Mai after a 16 hour train ride. I sat with 3 Parisian girls who totally freaked out from the cockroaches that kept scuttling out to say "hello." I had to take one for the team and quickly became the designated exterminator, setting aside my book each time one of them squealed, taking my flip flop and whacking them.
After a rough night of awakening every hour or so to a massive jolt or sway and fretting that I would fall off my bunk, or worse that the entire train was going to tip over and crash, we were awakened by the transvestite train steward(ess?) saying in a high pitched tone, "boyfriend!" He is "boyfriend?" I guess...
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hahaha .. so Parisian women can't deal with cockroaches?
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