Have you ever woken up in the morning and it’s not? It’s clearly, albeit somewhat foggy, night? The Little Drummer Boy is making like John Bonham and playing Moby Dick on your frontal lobe? Have you ever woken up in your own bed, but it’s not? You’re clearly, albeit somewhat foggily, in Bangkok? It must have been the eggnog, ya? When your last clear memory is sitting in Chili’s in Calcutta eating chicken wings… Then wham, bam, thank you ma’am…Merry Christmas from Thailand……what to do, what to do, what to do? Suck it up, grab a shower and go to the night market, dude!