Today is the 28th and I am on my way to Arlanda Airport, but first me, dad and mom are heading to some worksites to see that everything is A-OK. And also to pick upp my visa and passport from the ambassy. I am still not getting the fact that I am leaving.





Damn, reality check. I am at the airport.

I get on the plane, still dosent feel real.

Land in Bkk, still not getting it.

When will I?



Waiting and watching the plains take off at Arlanda.

Now I am sitting on Chompoos floor and talking to mom while Chompoo and her husband Ball is trying to get their adorable Prin to sleep.

Oops, That whent fast.

What else to say?

The flight went well, the stuardess wasnt to happy when I told her that I cant eat milk and asked for more bread. "You have to make a special order 24hours before depparture". Wow, arent we bitchy today. Dropped the adress to Chompoo so the passport controll weren't to happy, but I am here and I flirted my way in. sweet! RAN to get my bag then out to try and find Chompoo in the huge crowd. Found her, had to look to find the right exit. Then home for a shower and then off to the store. Since I only came with my Power-walking shoes (The Reebok easy tone) we had to get something else. I mean Come on! It was like 33 degrees C according to the captain and since its still the end of the rain season its humid. Then the rain came, not more then heavy rain in Sweden so not to bad.

I dont know what else to say, but that I feel bad for putting Chompoos husband on the floor tonight, no matter what I said they told me that he usually sleeps there so its no problem.. Okay, I'll be greatful and quiet now.

Comment if there is something you wonder about.

Talk to you later