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There she is, emerging from the airport’s arrival zone. My goodness, how much has she changed? Is she sick? Perhaps she’s lost 10 kg… I sense a bit of stress in her about seeing me again. We had stayed in touch occasionally, and when I mentioned that I had a run-in with Thai immigration and […]

I find myself in a crowded bus, still incredibly tired. Young girls giggling away in Portuguese… I look out the window, thinking that my arrival in Lisbon was smooth and easy after all the adventure. I hear the sound of a camera taking a photo. I turn around once more. But what could she be

After nearly one hour, finally, they lead us to the underground offices of customs. A half dozen immigration officers keep us waiting again. Our hunger becomes unbearable, and we start fantasizing about a grand feast. I ask questions, but nobody wants to answer. They all say it’s not their decision, claiming that the chief officer

It’s Starting: September 2019, my birthday, I can’t believe, I spent already 44 old year…I thought I was about to embark on a journey from Switzerland to Thailand. But here I am, at the Bangkok airport, passport-less. It was confiscated by the customs officer who ordered me to sit and wait.Another fellow Belgian, equally clueless