We seem to have a recurring theme going on with my knee and international travel. Six weeks ago I traveled to Aspen for another epic Motherlode “2 on 2” volleyball tournament. My partner JP and I had practiced for weeks and were doing relatively well considering we were the oldest team on our net.

Then I injured my knee and that put the brakes on our further advance in the standings. Just the same, it was great being back in Aspen with old friends from my many previous trips. JP’s daughter Karina played with Pam and did great. We had a wonderful three bedroom condo located a block from Wagner Park, where we hosted a big group for dinner one evening with a tasty Vietnamese take out feast. My first time playing in Aspen was in 1997 with “Dammit Donnie” my man Harris.

Over the last six weeks in Dallas I had been seeing doctors for a torn medial meniscus. I briefly questioned my sanity about moving ahead with a 3 1/2 week Asian Adventure– but here I am. For now I am wearing a knee brace though I am still a bit concerned for how this whole trip will play out.

The first travel day started in Dallas with a three hour wait on the tarmac in the rain trying to get to LA for my Cathay Pacific overseas flight. By the time I arrived in LA I had missed the flight and was rebooked to Thailand via London. The long hobble on a bad knee in LAX over to the international terminal was especially painful as I had packed my knee brace in checked luggage thinking I would not be doing much walking at the airports… little did I know what the journey would entail.

Dallas to Thailand via London is NOT the best way to get from Point A to Point B. Ahh, the joys of international travel. The good news is I made it to Bangkok in time to catch my flight to my final destination, Koh Samui.

Today was spent relaxing on my favorite side of the world. A breakfast of morning glory flowers in oyster sauce overlooking the ocean and among wonderful Thai people with enormous smiles has made the memory of a challenging trip slowly fade into the past.

Best, Gary