IT'S DAY 10,, AND AS PEGGY AND I WAIT FOR THE SAWNGTHAEW (A TRUCKLIKE TAXI) TO ARRIVE, FIRST CURT AND THEN CHUCK, EMERGE FROM THEIR ROOM TO BID US FAREWELL A SHORT TIME LATER, AS WE SPEED PAST CHANG PUAK GATE ON OUR WAY TO THE AIRPORT, I GLIMPSE OLD CHIANG MAI CITY FOR THE LAST TIME IN THE REAR VIEW MIRROR, OR RATHER THROUGH THE OPEN BACK END OF THE SAWNGTHAEW. Before we know it, Peggy and I are in flight to Taipei, then across the Pacific to the good ol' U.S.A. And so, as Porky Pig used to say,"TH-TH-THAT'S ALL FOLKS!" P.S. As I'm writing this, Peggy and I are at the La Quinta hotel in L.A. The plane didn't crash over the Pacific and we weren't eaten by sharks. LARRY ELKINS ELKINSPHOTOS FINE ART PHOTOGRAPHY
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