Since I had no bags I moved quickly to the Taxi stands. I didn't have a driver's license so I couldn't rent a car. I did have the passport I was given in Japan so I was able to get a room for a couple of nights.
Since it was 11:00 at night, I waited until morning to dial my old home phone number. The lady who answered told me she had gotten the number three years ago, but did get occasional calls for Ken, and some guy named Diego.
I next called Ken's work number to find that it belonged to some used car lot. The man said he had never heard of Emerson and Sons and told me that if I wasn't looking for a Dodge to go f**k myself.
The last number I tried belonged to Sandra and Dale. I got a woman speaking Thai and I just about had a panic attack. I then realized I was getting nowhere on the
