One of the technical problems I'm having is with my BMI E mail. About a week ago, I could no longer send mails. I wasn't getting any either. Annie said she had tried to send one but it returned.
BMI is a mom and pop operation in Walla Walla with limited hours. I was able to Skype connect with Mathew. He said my inbox was full, (1632) and offered to delete everything. I declined. There are messages I want to keep. I am unable to delete myself, and now there all mixed up 2008 to 2011.
I missed their Sat. hours as I was having crab and asparagus soup with David and another Doug. I can't call again until my Monday night.
I have a google account
dhboulton@google.com. I guess I'll use that until someone comes back to work at BMI on their Monday.
David and I will take a night train to Saigon. I love night trains!
More later, Doablah
One of the downsides of staying here are all the dogs. I didn't photo any of the mangy ones. The owner has a tender heart for strays. The dogs have the run of the joint and poop and pee as they please. One of these pugs is blind but wanders around anyway. The staff is doing a much better job of clean up this year. I don't walk barefoot in the common areas.
This is Bongs wife. I don't know her name and their granddaughter. She come with them in the evening, plays with neighborhood kids and then sleeps in one of the massage rooms with the pit bull puppy. This chubby lad is the grandson of the owner. One afternoon he was carefully trying to stick a room key up this dogs butt. The dog seemed unconcerned. 
When you stay long term somewhere you become a little like family. Nuan has worked there 15 years. She covered up to quickly. I did catch her later in a Sonkran photo. Da and Lee clean the rooms. Bong is the night guard. He locks up the motorbikes, checks in late arrivals and snoozes at the front desk.
Halloh my many friends. I had an afternoon in Bangkok and explored some of the vast markets that are there. These photos are from the fish as pets area. My frog eating friend Ni, was very confident that these froggies were destined for the deep fryer. These little crawdads were only about 1 1/2 inches, too amall to eat?
