BANGKOK BREAKFAST
June 13th 2011 03:22
“I can’t believe we’re awake.”
In front of me was coffee, a bit more coffee, fruit, prata, green curry, bacon, yoghurt, coffee, juice, a purse, the hotel room key card, coffee, the receptionist. Her hair was sticking up and so was mine. My head felt like an egg being broken in half.
“Why did you order so much coffee?”
“It felt it necessary at the time.”
She pushed through some of my food with her fork. “I love this green curry.”
“The green curry loves you.”
“Of course it does.”
I looked around the hotel room, at all the tourists. “I can’t believe we’re not in Brisbane.”
“What’s so unbelievable about it?”
“Last time I really went outside of Australia was Japan.”
“Oh?” she asked, finding out for the first time. “And how did Japan treat you?”
“Much better than I think I treated it.”
She looked around while rummaging through her purse. “Do you think we’re allowed to smoke in here?”
“Who knows.”
Her rummaging stopped. “Shit. I left them in the room anyway.” She picked up one of our many cups of coffee instead. She took a sip, closed her eyes, smiled; her shoulders relaxed. “So, Dean, how’s life so far?”
“Pretty messed up.”
“We all know it is. Anything specifically messed up that you want to share about?”
“Well I like, saw a few homeless kids last night. That was pretty horrible.”
She picked up a piece of watermelon with her fork. “You get used to it. They’re everywhere. I saw a lot in Cambodia when I went there; I saw this cute little girl in a pink shirt by one of the temples, the one they had in Tomb Raider. She was just sitting there. She was so cute.”
“Shouldn’t something be done about it?”
“What can be done? What has been done? Will you do something about it, Dean?”
I emptied my plate, drank some coffee. I looked over at the station with the pastries. “Want fruit or pastries or something?”
She waved no. I stood up and found a bun with chocolate swirls in it. I took a bite, put it on my plate then sat back down.
“So,” I asked the receptionist, “how’s life for you?”
She thought for a moment before deciding to smile. “Life is me and you and this wonderful country.”
We finished our meal and headed back to our room.
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