It’s the last day of my trip and I’m not sure I’m really ready to come home now! The thought of work again and everything else I left behind really isn’t filling me with too much joy. I guess though unless someone else is willing to pay for my extended holiday lifestyle I‘ve gotta go back and try and earn some money to be able to do it all again. ;-)
One thing I wont be sorry to see the back of is last nights bed! I can’t believe just how uncomfortable it was, even worse than the night before. Honestly who were they kidding saying it was comfortable and who ever left a review on the internet saying the same were either having a very sick joke or usually sleeps on a bed of nails!
I did manage in the end to roll myself out of bed and make my back bend again before deciding on today’s activity and seeing as a session of physio on my sore back was out of the question I decided to continue to enjoy the sights, sounds and smells of Bangkok for my last day. My last day which actually started off at MacDonalds again! I am so breaking this habit as soon as I’m home.
I still had a couple more things I wanted to get so that was top of my list and then of course the mission was to try and get it all into my backpack without having to buy another bag.
One of Bangkoks night markets
I have a small bag I bought a couple of years ago in Borneo which has been great for each trip, it packs up nice and small and just goes in my backpack till the last day when I of course try and overfill it but sadly it seems this year might have been just too much and the zips broken! Thank goodness for 7-11 and their duct tape.
My last Thai meal of the trip - you really can not beat street food
So the last evening of my trip and I suddenly remember I haven’t sent some postcards, that’s not strictly true, I had remembered but I kept thinking I had plenty of time for that. Clearly the night before I come home is never going to be enough time. At the time I remembered again I was in one of the city’s biggest malls and hoped they would have somewhere to buy stamps. I asked a couple of people who seemed quite confident in knowing what it was I was after and said there were stamps in the car park! Really? Well ok then! So I started to make my way outside and instead came across what, to me, looked like a post office, apparently apart from sending parcels all over the world they didn’t in fact sell stamps and instead directed me to the car park again. At this point I’m wondering if this is just a fun trick that the Malay people love to play on stupid tourists, making them go into a car park to buy stamps! This was getting a little weird, I mean there can’t really be a post office in the car park can there? Another half hour of trying to find someone, anyone to sell me some stamps still with no joy I eventually ask one final time and after being directed to the car park again I finally find the multistory in question and there would you believe was the very small post office everyone has been talking about! It looks like a parking ticket booth and I’m still not totally convinced until I have my stamps and I’m leaving the car park. For some reason I found the whole experience quite surreal. It wasn’t until I got back to the hostel that I noticed directly opposite my accommodation was a massive post office! I could have saved myself a good half hours wandering around in random car parks!
The car park post office
So with all my last minute tasks completed and my bag packed, or maybe that should read rammed full, and postcards posted in the nice big post office across the road (!) I made for an early night as I think I have to leave around 6am for the flight home. Tonight though I ‘borrowed’ the two duvets off of the two unused beds in an attempt to soften my bed slightly.
Some fantastic street entertainment in Bangkok
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