seven days left. what?

Came to a rather shamefully western cafe with Jordan for lunch and internets.  Mostly am searching for cheap guesthouses since we and Matt and Ted hope to spend a couple of nights in Bangkok next week before coming home, but I can't tell what "cheap" means in Bangkok.  Guess we'll find out!

Yesterday had my Thai test and ICRP presentation.  My poster was the map I drew, but I forgot to tape the legend onto it so all the little "R's" and pictures of fish, etc. might be significantly confusing to anyone trying to make sense of it who doesn't realize that they stand for certain crops. My Thai test - a 40-minute interview in Thai - was conducted by the fastest-talking and softest-spoken Thai teacher, an older gentleman named Pongsawate who is infamous for never smiling.  I promised myself that I would keep things simple and not talk about anything stupidly complex, but in the first 6 minutes of the interview I found myself trying to explain a) the WWOOF organization and b) the science of swidden fallow agriculture.  It didn't go so well.

We were in a small, revoltingly hot room in the upstairs of ISDSI, and my naksuksa uniform was drenched in sweat by the time we were done.  Then we had a quick lunch and our presentations which were long but cool. I got an A+ on the project, which was a weird surprise.

So no more obligations.  At all.  Except the increasingly terrifying prospect of stuffing all my belongings into 2 bags.  We'll have to move out of our apartment by Monday, and then we'll take a sleeper car to Bangkok on Wednesday night.

I can't even talk about the craziness of leaving in one week. I think I am ready to glap ban (go home) but readiness only takes you so far and doesn't detract from the basic insanity of leaving Thailand now, after about 5 and a half months.