Today, the fourth and final installment of my Thai adventure.

If you’ve ever been to Bangkok you know that the major form of transportation is the smoke-belching, three-wheeled motorized tricycle known as a ‘Tuk Tuk’. Frequently held together with nothing more than rope and duct tape, their operators and passangers blast through traffic without heed to signals, safety or sanity. You hold on for dear life and hope you arrive at your appointed destination in one un-damaged piece.

An air conditioned taxi costs about twice as much, but the additional Baht is considered insurance, and well-worth the cost. Had we all taken a Tuk Tuk instead of the taxi I may never have arrived safely, nor borne witness to the amazing sureptitious evening that was continuing to unfold.

And so, to the spies and the spooks. Illumination was never this dark and smoky!

Enjoy Part Four.