The journey and the trick

I had just sold my last piece of furniture in my New Orleans apartment before setting my alarm for 2:45am on Tuesday morning.  I took a cab to the airport and waited for my 5:30am flight to Chicago.  From Chicago, it'd be 13 hours before arriving to Tokyo and then 6 more hours before finally arriving to Bangkok.  What a journey!  With swollen ankles and a foggy brain, I found Monica in the airport and we met her thai friend Bey. She had told me that he was our taxi driver but it was a bit strange how friendly Monica was being with him.  He was a bit hipster for being a taxi driver and I found it odd that she kept tapping his shoulder and playing with the gauges in his ears while he giggled incessantly.  I was suspicious but thought to myself, perhaps Monica had just become a bit more flirty and extroverted with men since moving in Thailand?!  Finally, when he couldn't stop snickering in the car, he confessed that he wasn't a taxi driver, he was a friend of Monica's.  I had only been in the country for not even 30 minutes and they were playing tricks on me.  Ain't nobody got time for dat!  When we arrived in Pattaya, we stopped to get some food and after a big bowl of curry at 2am, it was time to crash.  After a good night's sleep, I'm refreshed and ready for my first day of adventures in Thailand.