Bangkok boat stop

I have no idea why I remember the name of my boat stop in Bangkok, Thailand

Maybe it’s because it was so unusual to have a boat stop instead of a bus stop or a train stop. Because it was so unusual, maybe I was making a point of remembering it, collecting it for the future, so that I would never forget the time I had a regular boat stop in Bangkok.

Thailand boat transportation

Or maybe it was for practical reasons. Maybe I half-thought that it might be useful if I ever wrote a book about my backpacking experiences.
But it’s more likely that I remember it because I had to remember it. Because if I forgot it, I would have no home.
Home – the shack that I shared with my Thai girl friend, was only accessible by boat. I either remembered the name of the boat stop or we would be separated forever.
She would spend eternity looking at my abandoned backpack, cursing the fact that I had taken my passport, money and camera with me.
And I would spend eternity desperately trying to remember the name of my boat stop but thankful that I’d had the good sense to keep my passport, money and camera with me.