Chiang Rai - Booking my ticket back to the USA - Sunday the 23rd

Grabbed another mocha ball green tea and found a more affordable laundromat. I was getting alarmed with the prices on return airline tickets and ready for a change of location. Few of the women I was meeting on my short daily walks to the restaurants weren't what I was looking for, and most seemed disinterested. I was obviously "looking for love in all the wrong places." The heat made it even more unappealing to hang out around town and the language barrier made communicating and not offending people too difficult. I had tried enough of the food and didn't have the time or energy to spend more time in Chiang Rai. What was I supposed to do? Walk around and hold my Google Translator up to women and ask, "you have boyfriend?" Outcomes are arrest, fighting a boyfriend, or a short fling with a half-wit. I do admit, I could have tried harder. I went to book my flight back to the US and the tickets had more than doubled. That and they had horrible connections, some taking close to 60 hours. I looked at the prices and it seemed as if each day, the ticket price dropped by my daily cost of living. Was someone controlling the prices and trying to drain me of a certain dollar amount? The price drop per day bottomed out around $500. I finally found one that was expensive and booked it.