Saying goodbye is always hard. I hate airports. Why am I always the one leaving, it would be great to be the guy standing on the other side of the gates saying hello to someone :p

Having said that... as we walked through the gates into customs and then on to the plane, the sense of adventure starts to pump through our blood.

That is quickly quelled by a nasty 12 hour flight. All we could do was sit and wait untill we touched down in Bangkok