Destination Race to nowhere....

Sunday morning I was up and ready to go at 4am to go across Bangkok to another race.  I sort of knew something was different the moment I arrived. Although I could see hundreds of people, there was no noise.  Usually there is music, some lead warms ups and just general atmosphere.  But it was quiet.  An Italian man came to speak to me right away and old me the organiser's had not showed. All the equipment was there, the prizes, the medics but no one to actually run the event.  It was like they ran off the last minute.  The Thai's were so great.  They were upset as the entry was not cheap but they soon laughed it off.  They joked and took pictures.  Some organised the race, in a casual way, which I did.  Then the police arrived and they all queued to sign their name of complaint.  My new Italian friend told me in Italy they would have burned the place to the ground.  Thai culture is just so nice.

 I finished it anyways and the people who had taken over giving out the awards gave me my medal. We have since learnt that they abandoned the event just before they started as they realised they were in over their heads.  Apparently, they will return the money. We will see!