Firstly a confession. Please forgive me for my words of sin. I hate travel. I love new places but the whole getting there I find a horrid experience. Full of stressful situations and miss timings. But unavoidable.
Right now I am sat in my small little room in FAE's Elephant Hospital. It is nice and warm and my short has pretty much stuck to my back and front. Deodorant is pretty much useless and just a western facade I must keep up with. The room comprises of a bed a desk and 3 single and small cabinets. Simple and all that I need. I have no need for lavish room and fancy beds. Straw on the floor is more than enough for me at this point in time. The bird list may remain small for now I have seen at least 3 geckos scuttling down behind my bed as I open the door.
My first tour of the place was quick with many elephant and human names to remember. I fear my little grey cells will not cope with the task. Being a Farang I am sure that I will be brushed down quickly by the staff. Telling me where and when I can and cant be. None of this bothers me in the slightest.
I can not wait until I start in ernest tomorrow.
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