In a nutshell, we went to sleep at three in the morning, woke up four hours later, (if that) hopped on a plane and tried to achieve something resembling sleep on a crowded flight, spent an entire 12 hour day awake on a plane, and then, later, an airport, got on another plane, stayed up a few hours and then went to sleep again. Oh, and there may have been some flu-induced hallucinations thrown in there too. In all, about 23 hours of travel, so, hey, not even a full day! Sound fun?
Next day, I got up, and happily felt pretty much completely rejuvenated. We went outside, still adjusting to the heat, and walked around the streets of Thailand for a while, dodging cars and motorcycles (lots and lots of motorcycles) who seemed to have no sense of safety whatsoever. I mean, everyone drives on the wrong side of the road! Gosh. Seriously, people.
As we walked down the more busy streets, we were surrounded by street vendors trying to sell us various foods, some of which looked utterly disgusting (moldy, green oranges, anyone?) though some were pretty good, like the sesame balls we all bought and devoured.
Our 1$ meal
I hear tomorrow we’re going to do some sightseeing, so that should give me something to write about. Until then!
That exchange rate seems insane. Remind me to visit Thailand and stock up on things. Then fly back.
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Ha, ha, Jimi. Only problem is that cost of the flight amortized over a short period of time would make for pretty expensive things.
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