Chapter 13
Some twenty hours later, Eeli was sitting in a cab, on his way to the hotel. He paid a thousand bahts for an hour drive, which was too much, but still so little, that back home the sum could get him a gas station meal for two.
He had booked the room during the layover. The place had looked nice in the pictures; golden ornaments on the ceiling and walls of the room, flowers and fruit bowls arranged to perfection. The hotel was far from the cheapest option, but Eeli had chosen the place for the sake of its convenient location near the gay district of the area.
Leaving the cab felt as unpleasant as at the airport, when he had to step out from the air-conditioned plane. Being outside was like walking into a sauna, and Eeli had always hated sweating. His shirt was glued to his bac
