PDA in Bangkok, Thailand

PDA in Bangkok, Thailand

A late night without a room before departing for the airport.

We had met a month prior while both getting ready to leave Bangkok. I was eating dinner with some friends, and she heard my American accent and said hello. We had similar travel stories and hit it off pretty quickly, which ended in us spending a night or two together.

Fate would have it we would both be in Bangkok for a 24-hour period. She was teaching just outside the city, and I was on my way to catch a flight from the BKK airport. We didn’t have a set plan, but we both had agreed to meet on the Saturday at sometime before my early morning Sunday flight.

With both of us being free spirits (and not really preparing well), we finally touched base around midnight. I didn’t book a room because of how early my flight was, but it turned out she was in an all-girl dorm. The night, though, was still young.

After checking out some bars, and unfortunately heading to Hell on earth (Khao San Road), we headed back to her hostel to hangout. It was around 3:30 a.m. at this point, and I was catching a taxi to the airport within the hour. We headed out to the first floor outdoor terrace to have a chat and wait out the hour together.

As fatigue started to combat our speech, we substituted the action for kissing. As taxis and cars screamed past on the nearby street, we continued down the path of two young, sexually liberal individuals on the picnic bench. We stayed low as to hide from passing pedestrians on the sidewalk.

At 4:30 a.m. we snuck back in the hostel undedicated by the sleeping night guard. We embraced, said our goodbyes, and I hopped in a taxi to the airport.