Last time I’d stayed at this guesthouse in Bangkok (when I was there two months ago), they handed me a standard wooden keychain with my room number on it. I guess the room 39 key must’ve gotten lost at some point because this time I was handed a key strung onto a keychain with a baseball mitt and red-and-white baseball with “New York” printed all over it.
Ah…baseball and New York…two of my favorite things in America. Mmm, but generally not together…
