Ok, well, that's awefully dramatic isn't it? But jeez, its not every day you worry about flying China Eastern Airlines, and then slowly descend into lower and lower forms of transportation.
Our Thai friend from school was flying back home with us for the May break. She did us the service (service?) of telling the taxi driver, so he didn't take us on the run around, that we needed to get to the train station from the airport as quickly as possible - we had a train to catch.
There was no seatbelt in the back. He proceeded to ask us how much time we had, to which we replied, "um, go fast...well not too fast...we need to be there soon...but you don't need to rush..." He began weaving through traffic. Eeeeek! 120km on the freeway and Mark's looking at the map of Bangkok. Taxi driver decides to pull uot his own map and show Mark where we are on it. I helped out by trying to make sure our driver didn't rear end anyone/drive off the road while his eyes were in his lap.
Next the tuk tuk man. Who redefined the traffic weave before attempting to take us to his friend's house to look at stuff so he could get free petrol. No way man! No way!
After that the night train was an absolute blessing, and the ferry to Koh Tao wasn't too bad either. But then I made the mistake of hiring a scooter. A manual scooter. I can't drive scooters. I can't drive manual. So, like, 45mins later and I'm still hooning round the island with my big dark sunnies on and my hair permanantly held vertical. Got totally lost and stopped to look at my map, so some English idiot decides thats his cue to hitch a ride. Sure man, I'll take you...I'll take you down with me!
Anyway, to cut a poor ending short, we made it, we ate delicious kebabs (thanks sofi), and now im gonna go enjoy a bit of my saturday night before going to sleep in a humid, 30 degree, no aircon room.
Alas, life's tough,
WV
btw, that monk was playing on his mobile phone just before I took the photo.
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