The last few days of our New York stay was a Bangkok reunion, with Catherine and Saba also in town. Again details are sketchy other than remembering we had a good time together. I also remember something about Morell's restaurant, a wine-oriented place in Murray Hill. I think we tried to have dinner there three different times but something came up each time, including our getting lost, which is virtually impossible in the straight, numbered grids of Manhattan. We also hung our in Laura's apartment, where Somchai and I showed different degrees of comfort with the touch of a woman, as you can see.