Bangkok Part 2

I was only in Bangkok for 24 hours. So I had to maximize my Teetime!

Tee picked me up from my hotel around brunchtime and we headed over to White Cafe...the cutest restaurant that ever was...(besides Little Beast, of course)...

The foods there were pretty awesome. We started with some crispy baby shrimps...

Then we had some fried rice (fied lice)...

Soft shell crab...

Yucky sausage...

Rando nuts and peppers...

And then...(no and then!) (Does anyone even get that reference anymore? It's from Dude, Where's My Car?)

Penne and Meatballs!

This cafe is soooo cute.

But not as cute as a Teebags!

After lunch it rained...but we headed over to Tee's house to take some headshots for the Little Beast website.

Upon pulling into the motor court, something bright and red caught my eye...

SQUEALLL!!!! A new Ferrari!!!!

One day my pretty pictures will buy me a Ferrari also...

We played with Tung-Tung, the Little Beast.

And then the rain kinda stopped.

So we went across the driveway to Tee's house (Tee lives across the driveway from her parents. In a little house surrounded by a pretty but mosquito-infested moat.)...



...and checked out some of the new renovations she's made.

A new den and bar and greenhouse area...PRETTTYYY...

Whatever. I know you only want to see the Ferrari.

SQUEAAAAAAAAAAAALLLL!!!!

I begged her to take me to the airport in it so that we could drive around and wave at the peasants. But we don't drive Ferraris in the rain. Obviously.

Goodbye old friend...

Ten years ago my dad brought me to a store.

This store sold cars.

Reliable, decent-looking (boring-looking, yes) Japanese cars.

In my hand I clutched my shiny new Rhode Island Driver's License.

We walked through the lot together through rows and rows of hundreds of cars...but only one stood out.

It was the same model that Dr. Spencer (Jimmy Coleman's radiologist step-dad) used to drive.

I had ridden in that car so many times. And when I saw it on that lot in Wellesley, Massachusetts, I just knew it was the one I wanted.

It was the nicest car on that lot.

It evoked images of success, stability, and Jimmy Coleman's monstrous mansion of a house.

And because I had gotten all "A"'s in school, dad said I could have it.

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I will always remember the day I drove it past the BHS tennis courts that very first time and the way my friends' jaws dropped as they came over to check out my new ride.

It was one of the proudest moments of my entire life.

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Flash forward ten years to today.

Today I donated my 1995 Toyota Avalon** to Cars 4 Causes.

Partly, yes, because my wonderful friend Tunji borrowed him and drove him so recklessly that he was going to require a ridiculous amount of money and headache to repair and sell. But also because I knew deep down it was the right thing to do.

It's for the best.

Hopefully some good karma comes out of it.

(Although...I think hoping for karma might negate the karma.)

*shrug*



Goodbye old friend. We have been on so many adventures.














I will forever hold you in my heart.




The End.

** "It's not a fucking Camry!"
(AC knows my pain...)

Ta Da!!!!