To holy India

It happened again on my rushed steps t gate #1 at the Bangkok International Airport, my first journey to Gaya, the holy city of buddhism as it claimed. Ugrrr.....! As much as I love Thailand as it's my mother's land, sometimes I just hate it when receive unpleasant and unfair treats by the thais. Many times I've discovered the fact and started to question why farangs seem to get better services....?


The trip was fun since I didn't yet get on the plane. During my short trip on a shutter bus from the building's gate to the Drukair aircraft, I felt like I lost in space --- as I was surrounded by monks and white outfitted folks namely worshipper, majority (old) women! who were all heading up their ways to the same destination. I looked around for a second, then I thought...hmmm..right...this was going to be an interseting trip!