Author: Mark Egge

I saw my first scratched/dented vehicle yesterday. I’ve been looking, ever since I arrived, for the typical scratches and dents that seem endemic to New York City vehicles. It’s been intriguing, especially because the driving in Bangkok puts New York City to shame in terms of its density, speed and closeness of corridors. It’s like […]

I slept through my 12:30PM class this morning. No, actually I didn’t, but I dreamed that I did. When I finally got up, my thought process was something to the effect of “I’d better get up so that I don’t sleep through my 2:00 class as well. Wait… I couldn’t have slept that long. I […]

This is so strange. I’m here 11 minutes before the class is scheduled to start, and the classroom is empty. Not because it’s the wrong classroom, but rather because the students and teachers here operate on “Thai time.” My History of Western Art class is going to be great. My prof is the quintessential high-energy […]

on, no. just peachy. yeah, that’s right. just p-e-a-c-h-y. i’m going to bed. i hope i don’t have class in the morning.