Arrived to Bangkok six o’clock saturday morning with a burning headache as I never have been able to sleep on airplanes no matter how long I’m flying. Managed to get to the hotel without getting lost or swindled by the taxi driver. The guesthouse didn’t have a room with A.C at arrival and I got one with a fan. For your information -tempreature diffrence from home about 18 degrees . I could have slept without turning the fan on and did so for four hours. I have decided I do not like either airplanes or airports. Poured out of bed after three hours, down to the desk and switched room to one with air condition. You can’t get everything perfect -the fan was quiet but did’nt cool the air a bit. Now my Toshiba sounds lika a washing machine but helps me sleep at night.
Yesterday I got up at six o” clock to be picked up for a guided tour to the Floating Market, the War Museum at the river Kwai and the Tiger Temple. At first no pick up in sight and twenty minutes later me and my group got our first and last guiding for the day ”Hello, I’m you tour guide. I do this evvry day and I hate Bangkok. We be three different group today, two going for the Tiger Temple and one to Rose Garden. But first Floating Markett. Thank you.” -the rest of the day we where more or less just carried around by our excellent guides rather than taken on a guided tour. I could as well write a journal about beeing travelling like this and always have to be cautious not to be taken in. You always get into those conversation of ”special price for you”. So, soon our group realised that we had all paid different prices for exactly the same tour. And suddenly I found myself in the middle of the road, our guide yelling at me for telling the others how much I paid for my tour and that I should promise him to not tell the others anything about it, and if they did ask, tell a higher price than I paid. I wonder that if they’re smart enugh to trie to decieve us how did they forget that tourist could talk and conversate and often do when they meet. I also wonder -beacuse he looks really angry -if he will leave me there, in the middle of nowhere. Happily I got pushed back into the mini-bus again while the guide makes angry phonecalls to his collegues, all of them probably a part of the decieveing buisness, by now not going so smoothly as planned.
I took some really great pictures from the Tiger Temple but have by now realised this country is either a very lot or simpy nothing. Big and small, hot or cold. Nothing in between. I can’t upload my pictures from my camera, not even look at them from the computer. Fifteen pictures just disappeared when I tried. But hey, there are tourist informations everywhere and they get you a VISA to anywhere, according to the handwritten cardboard-signs ouside.
What else…oh, yes. I missed my flight today. My travel agency in Sidney called today from the airport, waiting for me. So actually these hole in the wall-tourist agency’s comes in handy as they speak the same language as the people at Thai Airways customer service. I won’t miss my flight again. So don’t belive that travelling experience makes you more solved… that at least not comes to me. It’s more of that ”no worries”. So going to Australia might suit me.
Maybee you’re not surprised then, that I’m quite happy to leave this city tonight. Bangkok is just not the town for me and as well -it is Australia I’m heading for. And I hope there are better USB ports Down Under so I can upload my images.
And for the last -at the moment I have a really missed boyfriend back home.
