Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for February 19, 2007
DAY 21  |  February 19, 2007
Being on the road can make taking care of business tough (think: paying bills, sending birthday cards, keeping up with Britney’s latest hairstyle). But sometimes we arrive in a place where mundane stuff is made easy, such getting my annual check-up in Bangkok.

I walked into this shiny, white hospital and asked to make an appointment with a gyn (excuse the personal info). The nurses told me I could see a specialist in just half an hour, so I kicked back in the cushy waiting room chairs while a staffer served me complimentary fruit and water. Beautiful flower arrangements and live piano music drifting up from the lobby below made it feel more like a spa than a medical facility. It’s no surprise that medical tourism is booming in Bangkok: Besides hiring M.D.s recognized by accredited American health organizations, patients can get rock-bottom prices for quality care. Case in point: Treatments such as IVF start around $4,300 compared to the $10,000 they typically cost in the States. You save money even when accounting for the cost of a plane ticket, then can take a detour to the beach.

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