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People i met here, who contributed to and improved my trip: Juliana (Russia), Dodge and Tuk (Thailand), Daniel and Kitty (Sweden)
Our bus from Khorat unbelievably dropped us off at the old airport, which is miles from the town centre, and from here we were left to fend for ourselves. I flicked through the LP and found information relating to the old airport and the bus routes into the centre and thankfully we managed to board a bus that was heading in the right direction. The traffic was so bad that it took 90 minutes just to reach as far as Hualampong Train Station, which was still a fair distance from Khao San Road. After 15 minutes of traipsing around with our huge backpacks and in the sweltering heat, we gave up on trying to find the required bus stop that we needed and flagged a taxi down instead.
Having stayed in some downright grotty establishments in Bangkok during my umpteenth visits to Thailand's capital, i decided that i couldn't handle any more sleepless nights, so we booked into Chada Hotel, which was clean, tidy, friendly and quiet - all of which the other places i'd stayed in, had not been! It still wasn't expensive by Bangkok standards and proved to be a good investment for our 5 night stay.
McDonalds been located within 2 minutes walking distance just proved too much of a temptation and we soon found ourselves scoffing down a Big Mac in the air conditioned cafe. Next task was to quickly use the internet to arrange our meeting with Dodge and then drop off our laundry, which amounted to enough to clothe every citizen of China.
Having sunk a beer in Merry V's bar, we caught a taxi to Molly Malones Pub, an Irish bar that we had arranged to meet travbuddy Dodge in. She brought her Singaporean work colleague along with her and the 4 of us spent the evening chattering away and enjoying some food and beers. It was a pretty low key night by our standards, which was probably for the best as poor Dodge had work again the next day - not that it normally stopped her ;)
As far as i'm concerned however, the highlight of the night came outside the pub, as we were trying to flag down a taxi. There were a pile of dustbin bags lying on the road and we saw a rat come out of the drain and run into them all.
The following day, Julia went to the Russian embassy to collect her passport papers, whilst i had a very lazy morning in bed. When she arrived back, we went and collected our washing, had some food and went and booked her a flight to Moscow. It had always felt like something would turn up, but now the realisation that she really was going to have to go home, was finally sinking in.
On Wednesday we decided that we needed to get away from Khao San Road, as the place was thoroughly depressing me. I wanted to be there as much as i wanted to be in Iraq, but we didn't have much choice, as we were still organising Julia's trip home and also waiting for my brother and Maddie and Daniel and Kitty to arrive. The choice of going to Lumphini Park was a successful one, as we spent the afternoon wandering around the gardens and lake and soaking up the glorious afternoon sun.
In the evening we had arranged to meet Dodge again, she was the real positive experience that i was drawing out of still been in Bangkok, and this time her Thai friend Tuk accompanied her. We met up and went to eat some street food, which was pretty good and then headed to Route 66, a nightclub that was located nearby.
Several vodka, lime and lemonades later and the 4 of us could be found on the crowded dance floor, looking as though we were suffering from a mild form of epilepsy. It was pretty late when we finally burst out onto the street, but we still had some energy, so Dodge led the way back to a 24 hour bar on Khao San Road. We ordered a jug of beer and i tried my luck at pool, but got thoroughly thrashed by someone who was a) clearly not drunk b) very very good - i could tell this even with my beer goggles on. Finally we had to call it a night at 05.30 as Dodge was falling asleep on the table and had work in 2 hours hahaha, classic.
Neither Julia nor I could drag our hungover behinds out of bed until 15.00 on Thursday and even then i didn't feel like a member of the human race, as i trudged down Khao San Road in search of food. The day was a lesson in laziness and one that was all to familiar to Bangkok, it was beginning to feel like Groundhog Day. To make the day a little more interesting and give me something to whinge about, the cashier in 7/11 tried to pull a scam on us, by ringing in goods that we hadn't bought and adding them onto our bill. When i caught her, she took off some of the items, but then began claiming that other items had gone up in price and thats why the total was higher than i was calculating! I told her to stick it and went to the 7/11 literally over the road and bought the goods for the correct price.
On Friday i had a similar apathy about leaving the room, i just didn't want to be here, can you tell!? Thankfully our Swedish friends Daniel and Kitty were arriving that afternoon, which gave me the reason to move. The 4 of us had become acquainted over a bottle of rice wine in China and had promised to repeat the hangover at least one more time in our lifes! It was therefore a little disappointing that due to regional elections Bangkok was supposed to be an alcohol free zone for the weekend. Luckily some bars didn't give a damn about this and went about serving beers in plastic pepsi cups, so we drank these until 01.00, when the bar we were in finally shut. It had been great to catch up again and we agreed to meet again one last time before we left the city.