bangkok: first day

the flight from melbourne to kl was so amazingly bad that i threw up in the last five minutes before landing. i haven’t done that in five years. i didn’t feel so well & I ended up having a cherry ripe for breakkie, a stick of 6 small porkballs & a spoonful of sweet glutinous rice with three pieces of mango for lunch and a huge hotpot of food for dinner.

i stressed all the way from melbourne to bangkok because the people i have been communicating with thought i landed on the 3rd when I specifically told them it was the 2nd. true enough, the weren’t there BUT i really thank God for his divine intervention because i met siree, esther’s friend from trinity college, her brother ? and her friend tang who went out of their way to make sure I was alright!

the drivers here are scary. i sat in a taxi which drove 500 metres in the middle of two lanes, cut in and out of traffic without once signalling and tailgating practically ever single car that drove in front of him. i kept my eyes on the address i was heading to the whole time, only looking up when he stopped to ask for directions (?!). taxi colours range from blue/red to fluro orange. and some taxis were hotpink! esther would have loved it if she wasn’t all pinked out.

after spending all morning stressing, i went to get a thai massage. it went for two hours. oooohhh…i've been waiting for that for a long time. and it was the first time i heard my back go crack in three different places all at once! however, i was told that they weren’t really professionals. kind of figured it out when they were giving me a face/head massage and a part of my face went a bit numbingly funny.

i’m meeting with my someone tomorrow. apparently there was a miscommunication somewhere and my accommodation was not booked. hmm…inefficiency, indeed. but before that, off to the floating market at 7am! whoopdeedoodah.