When I take the canal taxi to and from work, I have glimpses of old teak houses draped with jasmine and old green trees draped over the canal. On my walk down the soi to my house, I pass three or four of these old one or two story houses with their low slung verandas. But more and more are disappearing under skyscrapers and luxury hotels. I wish I could have seen old Bangkok in the day.
My dad lived there for a year when I was very little. I think around 1966 or 1967. My mother and I stayed in Savannah with my grandparents. I'll ask him where he lived. I'm sure he'd be curious to know if the place was still there. Mike
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