bkk to chiang mai and surgery make me wet from rain

so here we go i have alot of ground to cover and only socks on so this may be a two parter. the flight from taipei was way more involved with a t.v screen and seats to ourselves. i watched some show about coffee and discovered not only is it good for you but if you devour dark chocolate before hand it is even healthier. so there, in your face. i knew i was right all this time! if you happen to be flying into taipei which if headed to southeast asia you probably will be i have to recommend that you see what terminal you crashed into because if it's terminal 2 go get some food and a token from the bookstore for you free chair massage versus terminal 1 where you can get coffee for $3.50us. but once you cross terminal's there is no crossing back, for real! another incredible moment in airport history was flushing the toilet in taipei and having sanitizer spray out of the button you pressed into the wall. for a country that names its busses hope line and such they also would pass mary poppins test of cleanliness without hesitation. let me also point out that they now offer filtered water for free at stands throughout the terminal (sounds like an illness) thruway and at the gates so save or bring your own bottle. i bring my metal bottle empty and fill it in the airports so that i dont have to spend $20 on water for the continuation of travel. be sure to empty it before you go through security in taipei though because they dont' like it when it is still full and make you drink it all on teh spot (whew). we arrived at suvarnabhumi airport in Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit (กรุงเทพมหานคร อมรรัตนโกสินทร์ มหินทรายุธยามหาดิลก ภพนพรัตน์ ราชธานีบุรีรมย์ อุดมราชนิเวศน์ มหาสถาน อมรพิมาน อวตารสถิต สักกะทัตติยะ วิษณุกรรมประสิทธิ์) aka bangkok. customs was a breeze and we were sleep deprived and starving. so we went immediately to hualamphong satanii rot fai and tried to get our overnight sleeper express tickets to chiang mai. unfortunately it was sold out and we got second class seats for teh 15 hour train ride. after enduring the last twenty plus hours of plane sitting on the train made us all sigh with exasperation. but hey whatcha gonna do. we traveled thai style instead of the farang fancy pants way. so charity once again exclaimed, "good morning asia!" and we went to get soup which was delicious and i remembered that i love thailand. so our next mission was to walk to khao san road so that we could find food for taarna who is vegan. in which its easier wining the ring toss at the fair six times over than finding something vegan. really. so we start our journey of six hours of walking through bangkok getting numerous directions the wrong way and we could have made it there but went the other direction! holy crap now what. we are exhausted, we haven't slept due to the plane, have only eaten a bowl of soup. it's hotter than concentrated habanero oil and we have to get to khao san. so we get a cab. hell yeah we are there right? we get dropped off, at klong san. oppps, grammatical errors which are both humorous and horrific at their best. so we get another cab and make it there. hell yeah, welcome to the grateful dead lot in thailand. really, it's horrible. i'm having a little spit-up purge its way onto the back of my tongue now just thinking about it. blech. what's even worse than that. we just fought tooth and nail to get there. funny after a dozen people and three cabs we finally made it to teh place we couldn't wait to escape. yay westernization. we ended up taking a tuk tuk back to the train station which was fun though.
on a side note there is a "artist" "tagger" "canvasser" known as bne. you are a asshole. i hope i never meet you because i am so agitated with you. everywhere near the train station in bkk we saw your stupid sticker "bne was here" every five damn feet. then we get to chiang mai and in all the tourist areas again every five feet one or two stickers. i like the idea of reclaiming the streets against propaganda and advertising but you are worse than coke and ipod put together. not only that but you are a complete eyesore and totally disrespectful to a country that is more than hospitable to you. i'm so tired of your infantile stickers, it's like you are a male dog and pissing on every post and booth that you can. get over yourself.
i am out of time and will write more later about the state railway of thailand and chiang mai as well as my first day at the dentist which involved major surgery. all this and more so keep your pants on the ride has just begun...