Bangkok is an interesting looking city from above. The whole place is gridded. Miles and miles of straight lines. There really wasn't anything I could pick out as the main city centre. Everything was completely uniform. I wonder what it would look like during the day. The airport was largely empty, probably about as busy as the Blenheim airport.

The airport is pretty big and all over the place are these moving pathways to help you get around. And at the end of each one is a voice saying very loudly End Of The Runway. And what I imagine is the same thing again in something foreign. Very annoying.

Well it's about two in the morning here and just past seven at home. We are only half way through the full length of our journey. The air is so dry on the plane it makes it very hard to sleep. Hopefully I'll eventually get so exhausted I'll get at least some sleep. And hey! I'm getting my voice back!!!