Okay so I couldn’t resist the urge to name this blogpost as such. Krabi wasn’t so bad, but it definitely wasn’t the most memorable part of my trip. 

So my original plan was to stay in Koh Samui for a while and enjoy some beach life, then go to Khao Sok national park, which was supposed to be breathtaking and a highlight of many peoples’ trip. But the weather had been so bad and I had heard some mixed stories about the excursion in Khao Sok; seemingly it was quite weather dependent and could be quite a miserable experience when conditions where unfavourable. Goin off into the jungle hoping to see wild elephants and swim in waterfalls and kayak down rivers, spending the rest of the time on an uncovered boat and sleeping in the floating village didn’t seem as fun if the rain would be pouring down. Shame, but better to save my money and time- maybe I’ll be able to return someday, if I’m lucky.

I cut my trip short, skipping Khao Sok and going to Krabi for a couple of nights and then fly from there to Phnom Penh, hoping for better weather. The hostel I had booked in Krabi was pretty cheap but had good ratings, it was 5 euro instead of 4 euro for a private room instead of a dorm so I thought I’d take it. I had read something about a lack of windows but I didn’t realise how suffocating the place would feel. I literally had a room about 4 square metres, with a matras on the floor and a tiny space that fitted my bag only standing up. Really weird vibes, thin walls so I could hear the person next to me consume an unhealthy amount of violent films (pretty sure he went through multiple World Wars and 3 zombie apocalypses) without any windows, even when you left the tiny space for sleeping. It goes without saying that I was feeling very ready to leave Thailand at this point. 

The one day I had in Krabi, it was raining again so I didn’t see the point in doing any of the boat excursions to the west coast of Thailand. Instead I walked around a bit, did some journaling, visited the local art museum and consumed an ungracious amount of potato twisters at the night food market. Nobody told me they had moved the Mona Lisa- though I don’t think they told anybody because I was the only one there; much more pleasant than Paris! 

After spending nearly a week on Koh Tao I was happy to move on, though not very hopeful about the weather forecast. 

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• Having an entire hotel to myself

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• Swimming in my private swimming pool

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• First motorbike experience

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• Public transport service on Koh Samui

😡😡😡😡😡

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The ferry boat from Koh Tao to Koh Samui was pleasant enough. It was raining heavily and I was lucky enough not to be seated anywhere near the railing and so didn’t get wet. However, sitting at the back of the decently sized boat was very loud and when the cute doggie off at Koh Pha Ngan, I decided to move to an inside seat. It was comfortable and spacious but filled with TV screens playing adds, which had a very slight dystopian feel to it. By the time I arrived at Koh Samui it was quite dark. They had a very convenient shared-taxi service from the ferryport to the hotel. They had a fixed rate and I was in luck because my hotel was really far and so I felt like I beat the system. Suck it, people staying close to the ferryport! Haha!

The hotel/hostel I had booked was fully decked out with Christmas decorations in October, which was actually nice and felt homely. The enthusiastic girl behind the counter explained there was only one other girl in the whole building and if I wanted to share a room with her instead of having an entire dorm to myself for 5$ a night. I politely declined and revered in my lucky streak. There was a pretty fancy and famous fish restaurant nearby that I walked to. I’m a little bit embarrassed to say that I had a tuna steak and chips, BUT it was a darn good tuna steak and chips. I walked past a wall of tanks filled with all sorts of lobster, shrimp and crab on my way in, even though the restaurant was renowned for cooking these animals- I just can’t do it. I walked down to the local 7-eleven (I’m writing this in Cambodia and I MISS 7-eleven so much) wondered at their choice and selection of products, bought some water and soya milk and returned home to have some wonderful sleep…. Only to realise that I had no pyjamas to wear…. Because I left them in the shower of my previous hostel 😔. My pyjamas consist of some shorts and a T-shirt Bas gave me for the occasion. (I know, super adorbzz!) Seeing as the -shirt wasn’t mine to lose and also carried important sentimental value for me, I decided I had to go back to get them.  (R.I.P. to my lucky streak, nice while it lasted.) 

The next day I slept in a bit because it was raining anyway. Such a shame really, because the location I was at was absolutely gorgeous! But I accepted my fate, did some washing and strolling along the beach when it was dry and used the private pool (the other girl had checked out so it really was just me now). It was a pretty nice and relaxed day and I planned to go back and forth to Koh Tao the next day. 

Because I didn’t have a huge backpack and the taxi’s were so expensive on the island, especially going as far as the ferry port, I went on my first motorbike ride. Quite an exhilarating experience going up and down steep hills, I had my eyes closed for some parts even though the driver was kind and cautious and I had a helmet on. The sun was shining and I was able to board a better ferry than last time with a sun lounge deck. I made sure to get nice and burnt of course, this being the first sun I’d seen in over a week… Sigh. (Haha, I know Bas is annoyed reading this because how dare I complain, I am in paradise, I know I know ❤️)

It was nice returning to Koh Tao because I knew my way around, I felt like a bit of a pro. Also it was nice to return to the friendly hostel. I had given them a heads up about my things and told them where I had left them, they had sent me a picture of clothes that were definitely not mine and so I was a bit worried that my clothes would be gone somehow. After looking through their lost and found I asked if I could check the showers, my clothes were still there after 3 days… Lol. But good news. I took my time walking back to the ferry port and had time for a coffee and a stroll. I bought some cute souvenirs which was nice and then headed back to Koh Samui. It was getting dark again so I sat inside and the ride went by without any trouble, again I felt like a pro and very cool because I didn’t have a big backpack like all the other tourists. My style was slightly pimped when I slipped on the boardwalk and nearly broke my ankle and/or fell into the water. Luckily I was the first person to exit the boat so only everyone saw my little blunder. 

I had another lovely meal at this local roadside Thai place and had a final stop at my beloved 7-eleven for some snacks as I was leaving the next day. Then tried to get a good night’s sleep. 

Instead of paying for a super expensive taxi, I decided to take public transport to the ferry port the next day. This meant standing at the roadside and waiting for a bus to pass that I was assured passed every 15 minutes. So after 17 minutes one passed and I got in. The hotel staff had helped me hail it and told the driver where I was going, this made me break rule number one of travel anywhere really: Always establish a price BEFORE getting in… At first there were two other German men in the bus with me, after we dropped them off the driver double checked where I was going and said “private” with a big smile on his face. And oh what a fool I was, thinking he was making a joke about the fact it was just me now so I laughed and repeated it back to him. After a 5 minute drive he stopped to cross the road and buy himself some food from the bbq, I figured this was what you got for a cheap transportation service and so I was amused. But when we got to the port he demanded I paid a ridiculously high price… Because, “private”!! 🤬 I got pretty angry with him but felt outnumbered as there were more busses at the port and I had a ferry to catch. In the end I paid half of what he initially asked while I got called all kinds of horrible things in Thai. Because I still paid way too much and the interaction was so aggressive, my memory of the island has become tainted. But I refuse to negative people affect my positive nature and so quickly moved on… To Krabi

 

Wowowowow Koh Tao was really cool. I spent like 8 days here eventually and would have / could have stayed longer if the weather hadn’t taken such a bad turn. One day of sun on my first day was perfect: I finally got to lay on the beach. The rain and storm couldn’t ruin the rest of my days there because I was busy getting my PADI diving certificate. 

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• Being awoken by multiple (!) roosters every morning

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• Nearly being taken out by a massive Tokay Lizard falling from the sky😭

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• Seeing a Giant Turtle (bigger than me)

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• Seeing another Giant turtle (bigger than me)

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• Mainly constant rain/grey skies

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• Breathing underwater

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• Watching a frog get run over 🙁

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• Watching the frog come back to life

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• Friends!

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So I think the boat ride from Surat Thani to Koh Tao was about 6 hours. It involved getting on a jam-packed speedboat with our bags all packed under our chairs and feet so there was no leg room either. It was pretty hardcore crashing into waves and the little windows were too high to be able to see out of, which was a pity. Making my way through the aisle, literally holding onto the backs of chairs for dear life while trying not to step on luggage as well as limbs, just to make it to the toilet was maybe the most exciting thing I had experienced in Thailand up until then. Trying to use the restroom was the second most exciting, needing assistance to get into the small cubicle without getting smashed either onto the deck or into the waves and then holding on with both hands in a tiny dark cubicle… Don’t want to paint an overly detailed image of this scene, but just so you know: I managed to keep everything dry and tidy somehow. (Uploading pictures is a real pain in my back, I realise I accidentally added the pictures of the boat to my last post- I am not changing it <3)

The sun was just setting as we docked and I realised it had all been worth it… The beaches really were just like you see in the pictures: stunning! Transportation was quite limited on the island, I did loads of walking while I was there but luckily the hostel had a pickup service so I didn’t have to trek for 30 minutes with my backpack. The hostel was really modern looking and the staff very friendly- the setup in the room was quite unique. Instead of bunk beds there were just six single beds lined up against the two walls without much privacy. This ended up being quite nice though, it felt a bit like being at a girls-sleepover and it made it especially easy to make new connections and friends. 

Like I mentioned, the first day was great, I walked down to “freedom beach” where you had acces to two little beaches that were connected by a cool waterside path. You had to pay for access but it meant the beaches were well kept, clean and you got “free” seating and access to toilets. The water was so clear and amazingly warm, I really felt like I was in paradise. Fantastic. 

The hostel I was staying at was a diving resort. The people I had talked to about Koh Tao said it was known for diving so the idea had been planted in my mind, though that same idea kind of terrified me at the roots. It was mere coincidence that i stayed where I stayed, it just looked like a nice, clean place to stay and got great reviews. It’s funny to think that I probably wouldn’t have gotten my PADI open water licence if I had stayed somewhere else. It was also possible to just do a one day dive, but that was pretty expensive in itself and if I was going to do it I wanted to do it properly. So before I had time to seed further doubt, I signed myself up and paid the fee. While it is the cheapest place in the world to get this certification, it was still a significant amount of money, so that was that: I was doing it! Luckily I got lots of encouragement from people at the hostel as well as from friends and family at home- so that helped to hype myself up. 

The facilities at the hostel were really good. They had an actual classroom in a separate building where I took some theoretical classes and did some self-study. This meant watching videos and doing an online module with about 6 knowledge exams and then an encapsulating exam at the end. The theoretical part freaked me out a bit at the beginning, I was convinced that either my lungs were going to explode or my eardrums or both. But once my practical training started, with my superb instructor, I was feeling quite confident in no time. We started with a couple of hours in the swimming pool, which was quite amusing as there were hotel-guests lounging around while I was in full scuba gear learning the tricks of the trade. 

My first real dive was terrifying, I had to do four in order to pass the course. I wasn’t wearing enough weights so I kept floating back up. Luckily we weren’t diving too deep so no harm was done and the next dive that same day went a lot better. It was truly amazing to feel the sensation of weightlessness and to see all of the colourful marine life just chill in their natural habitat. I was always pretty scared of the deep and its inhabitants but now I realised they were all pretty cool and weren’t bothered by me at all, just doing their own blubbing thing, swimming around. By the fourth and final dive the next day I was turned into an enthusiast and will try to find another diving opportunity before heading back home. It still feels really good to have overcome another fear and has changed my life. 

Talking about life changing…. After doing the diving I also wanted to do a snorkeling tour, mainly because the boat took you all around the island. Therefore, it was shame that the weather was really bad that day and we couldn’t actually go around the whole island. But it didn’t ruin the trip for me at all because I saw two reasonably-sized turtles and two giant turtles! Seeing a giant turtle under water was life-changing, really. They are bigger than I am and it felt absolutely surreal to see one gracefully swim around and munch on coral. Fantastic. 

Eventually, it was time to say goodbye and go to Koh Samui. 

The north of Thailand was lovely, I love being in the mountains. But I was also craving some beaches at this point. So it was time to go the south, I had heard some great things about Koh Tao so that was my next destination. I was quite far away from that part of Thailand though, so I decided to fly from Chiang Mai to Surat Thani. But before doing that I decided to treat myself to a couple of nights in an actual hotel after weeks of “shared spaces”. I found a deal on booking.com and the experience definitely didn’t disappoint. 20 quid a night definitely goes a lot further here than it does in Europe. The matras was so incredibly comfy, I think I might have had the best sleep I ever had in that bed. It was great to have a feeling of being a real little independent grown up lady with her own hard-earned money treating herself to some luxury. 

Oh and one novelty worth mentioning is that my charger broke on the morning of my leave. I was really far away from any shops so would have to take a taxi. But when I opened the Grab app to see how long it would take me to get there I realised that I could also just order a charger, like you could order food. This worked, within 20 minutes I had a new charging cable delivered to my hotel room… The future is now and it’s so convenient!

When it was time to leave I felt it a shame but I was also excited for the white beaches foreseen in the near-future. But first I had to come across a hurdle called Surat Thani. It wasn’t possible to fly down there and then get the boat to Koh Tao in one day so I booked a stay in a hotel close to the airport. It was dead cheap but looked pretty fancy, calling itself a “boutique hotel resort”. What a mouthful of what turned out to be rubbish. It turned out I’d made a mistake and booked the wrong night (two days later) somehow. Because I thought the place looked like great value I decided I didn’t want to waste money and so booked two extra nights before to bridge my time between Surat Thani and Koh Tao. But it turned out to be exactly what you were paying for and it also rained the whole time- so I was quite miserable to say the least. 

The highlight of my time there was another mistake involving getting dropped off at a gas station restaurant after mistaking it for an actual high-rated restaurant. Then getting stranded there because I was so far in the middle of nowhere that nobody would come to pick me up. Eventually having to beg the restaurant owner to help me while trying not to cry in frustration and self-pity- getting a ride but not having any change so giving her a ridiculous tip for her kind gesture all to return to my dreary little room that I was sharing with a little lizard that would scare the bejesus out of me every now and then when scuttling over the ceiling or falling out of the curtains when I closed them. Woohoo! But things can’t be perfect and at least I was truly recharged and ready for action in Koh Tao… 

After Chiang Mai I went further north, to beautiful Pai. My hostel was so nice and peaceful I didn’t really end up doing much more than chill here. It was also a town that required a motorbike. I’ve been assured I could drive one, even take a quick course! But I will not, don’t worry anybody.

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Hearing jungle sounds when falling asleep:

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Ants in my bed:

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Ants in my hammock:

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Ants in my pants:

🚫just kidding (luckily!)🚫

Staff at the hostel:

🔴🔴🔴🔴🔴 (shout out to “just K”💞)

Views:

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SO MANY TOURISTS:

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Local food market:

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• • • Book I read (
    the Color purple):

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Long chats with new friends:

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pai was lovely, as you can tell by my honorary rating system. I’ll mainly post a couple pictures of the hostel. I did lots of reading and a little bit of writing. I watched sunsets and met some lovely people to hang out with all day and into the evening. The food was pretty good, though getting anywhere was a bit scary because it was not walking-friendly. I definitely didn’t trust all the tourists whizzing about the place, even if they weren’t under the influence of something, which I know was often the case #TimeToJudge. There was a big food market at night so I tried some different things and managed to not buy anything from all the beautiful clothing stands! #TimeToBeProud

Everyone in town seemed to speak Hebrew though, there was like an 8/10 chance that you were meeting someone from Isreal. That was quite interesting as it hasn’t been the case anywhere else in Thailand. Some of the stores even had Hebrew signs, so it’s a clear association with Pai for me.

All in all, I would definitely go again, to the same hostel, just for the peace and quiet and lovely jungle/mountain vibezzz. 😎❤️

xx

ruby

The trip up to Chiang Mai took about a day. I chose to travel in the VIP bus, which sounded real cool, like me. It was pretty sweet, big leather reclining chairs, airplane-style entertainment and loads of snacks and drinks- shame I didn’t get a good picture. The morning of my move to the north I woke up quite sick, which was less cool. It took me out for a couple of days but I still really loved my 5 days in Chiang Mai! …

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• Cute old man running the Hostel:

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• Being able to buy Thai prescription medicine instead of strepsil:

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• That medicine including anti-biotics (which I didn’t take):

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• Food:

🔴🔴🔴🔴⭕️ (SPICY!)

• Vibezzz:

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• Polluted air:

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• 7-eleven experiences:

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• MEETING ELEPHANTS!!:

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It was dark by the time I got to my Hostel: Chiza. The man running it came out of his little shop that was right next door, selling beautiful dresses and bags that his wife makes 🥺❤️. It was a very warm welcome, with a whole array of drinks and snacks that I was free to take at any time with no charge, very sweet. I had booked a bed in a female-only dorm for six, but because I was the only woman there he let me have the two-bed dorm all to myself. This turned out to be such a blessing because I only got more sick and was coughing so much! In the two days that I spent there resting some girls came and went, without me keeping them awake with my disturbing frequency of coughing fits. I figured I might as well see what the pharmacist recommended instead of just going to the supermarket and getting random stuff. I just accepted whatever she gave me and looked it up when I got back to my room. 2/3 was pretty good but the other was anti-biotics, which I didn’t even take when I felt like my tonsillitis was going to kill me in previous years. I tried to give it back to them but she just laughed and said “I’m sure you’ll need it at some point” which honestly could have been interpreted as a threat. I guess I’ll hold on to them for a little while…

During my days of illness I did wander to a cute little park, chattering away to Bas between my sympathetic sickness sounds. I also went to a cute cafe and tried to set up this darn website, which I managed eventually with Dad’s help (shout-out to lego.dougal.nl). Also planned the next couple steps of my trip: The Chiang Mai Zoo, Botanical Gardens, cooking class and walking with elephants.

The zoo was disappointing because their whole shtick is having a panda, which I wanted to see. But there was no panda! And no koala bears either and “orangutan dead”. So yeah, helaas pindakaas. It was still interesting to be the only one walking through the park, everyone else was going round in golf-carts or taking this taxi-bus thing. One of my highlights was realising sheep are exotic here and so they had an enclosure and there were at least 20 different turtle-esque animals. Also a really big crocodile or alligator or whatever, which was even more scary when I realised they’re actually native to where I am. No swamp excursions for me!

The botanical garden was really lovely and it was a beautiful day. I found some inner peace strolling through endless greenery in all shapes and sizes. Highlights were the “breathing garden” with all types of plants that stimulate fresh and full breaths, which was real! And the red-clay path which you had to walk barefooted and was actually quite a nice relief after all the walking from that day.

The cooking class was at an extraordinary location and I had a lot of fun learning how to cook…

… some Thai dishes, haha! (I cook!😤🔥) Hopefully I can remember what to do when I get back! I left feeling very full and very content as I had loads of laughs with the people in my class/group.

Then there was meeting the elephants. It took a couple hours to get to the sanctuary and we got picked up around 7AM, but that didn’t ruin any of the fun. It was a no-touch sanctuary, which is rare, but seems most ethical. We were dressed as local farmers, so the elephants would see us as the same as their caretakers. Suspicions were raised when non of the actual care-takers or tour-guide wore the outfits though. More cooking-skills added to the itinerary as we made the elephants some food (mashed up fruit, grass and rice- yum!). We got to feed them from up-close and then went on a 3/4 hour hike through the jungle, walking side by side to these magnificent mammals. They are stunning, cunning, silly and very funny. This was definitely a very special experience. 

Some napping in the afternoon and trying to get a quick clothes-wash in before the next stop… Pai!

XXX

Ruby

My stay in Bangkok was about five days, a bit too long according to many. I would say there is plenty to do, but there are nicer cities to visit.

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Staying at a “party” hostel:

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Breathing either smog or cold AC air:

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Hospitality in general:

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Food thus far:

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• Feeling safe as a

solo female traveler

💅:

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Making friends: 

immeasurable 😋

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It took me a while to get the website going, then I managed to make updating it from backlog a “task” and so here we are. Finally doing it! Two weeks later, what can I say about Bangkok:

It felt pleasant enough arriving at the airport, my first impression was that people here are generally kind and helpful. I was told to get a “grab” to the hostel, which is the Thai version of Uber. I downloaded the app (I had internet already because of the wonders of e-sims), but then decided it was all a bit too complicated. I was tired, jet-lagged and the humidity was already getting to me with my big backpack on. The official taxi stand was not a simpel solution in the end, but it was efficient. I paid way too much for my first ride in SE Asia, just like you’re supposed to.

For my first stay I had picked a bit of a party hostel, because there weren’t many high-rated ones that weren’t, and because it seemed like a good thing for me at the start of my trip. Walking in I felt like I had made a huge mistake. For some reason I had expected a rooftop pool, beautiful people chilling on loungers, reading, while some pleasantly chatted and laughed, welcoming you to join their conversation if you so pleased. Instead there was loud music, a dirty little garden pool and a very long table of average looking people drinking cocktails, literally, out of buckets. I went up to my all-girls dorm and with the chatter and white-girl music penetrating the walls started a conversation with the only other girl there…

…Who was from Utrecht, of course! Fly halfway across the earth and the first proper conversation I have is in Dutch with a lovely blue-eyed blond girl. She had been in Bangkok before and was just stopping by for a bit of sleep before going to the Philippines. Luckily for me she still had to have dinner, so after I got settled, called Bas and had a moment of dreadful regret, we went out to explore. First we had a drink downstairs and I realised it was actually quite nice to meet loads of fellow travelers from the get-go, though I still felt a bit nervous about actually going out into the “wilderness” of Bangkok. Turns out there is nothing to be afraid of.

My hostel was about 10 minutes away from the infamous Khao San Road, so it was reallytouristy. But also felt really safe. My first meal was absolutely delicious and Lara showed me some of the ins and outs of backpacker life in Thailand, including introducing me to 7-eleven, which has become an addiction by now, but I will write more on that later. By the next day I was strolling around like I knew the place, cautious but careless, it felt good to finally be there and exciting.

It was easy to make friends in the hostel, so there was soon a group of girls to fall back on for a chat in the morning or have dinner with at night. One of them also convinced me to go on a pubcrawl organised by the hostel, which I don’t regret but wont repeat. Khao San road is truly an experience, but very overwhelming. I think we made it to the second bar before walking “home”, though not before a stop at 7-eleven for some snacks.

Apart from that I went to the National museum, which I found interesting but the layout wasn’t very clear to me and it was hard to form a timeline, though it gave me plenty of topics to further research later. I walked around in general, finding temples everywhere and tried not to get heatstroke. Getting a Thai massage was also a positive experience, though different to a massage in Europe not just by price. There was no music and I was the one to avert my gaze when she instructed me to “take clothes off”. I found out later that I didn’t actually have a Thai massage because I enjoyed it and wasn’t in pain for most of it. To me it felt like the real deal when I had a Thai lady literally climb over me to get to different parts of my back and I’ve never had the “front” of my body massaged before either. Anyway, she was nice enough that I didn’t feel uncomfortable when she told me that I was a very beautiful woman after massaging my near-naked body for an hour.

My favourite experience in Bangkok was going on a bike-tour. There’s a company called Co van Kessel, set up by a Dutch man (with the same name) who lived in Bangkok before passing away about ten years ago. It was a bit of drama getting there, my first #lostinThailand experience but I kept my head cool and managed to arrive at an acceptably late time. The tour started around 18:00 and there were only two other people on the tour: a lovely…. wait for it…. Dutch couple! Of course! :-). I forget their names, but they were a friendly pair of 50-something year-olds from a place near Nijmegen. I was the only one to wear a helmet (you reading this mum, grandmothers, Bas!) which definitely added to the established parent-child dynamic at play. The tour was about 3 hours long, taking us all over the place: past temples, a Christian church, backstreets in the “living part of Bangkok”, the huge flowermarket, Mr. van Kessel’s grave (yerp) and Chinatown. We had a bite to eat somewhere along the tour, which was really spicy rice and a roti with egg and banana, tasty! I definitely arrived back at the hostel with loads of energy and would do this tour again if I had the chance.

All in all, Bangkok was pretty cool and I enjoyed a lot of avocado toast while I still could. It seemed every single person I met went to Chiang Mai next, I did the same…

Oh and yes, I did have ONE bucket cocktail in case you were wondering. It was a mojito and it was pretty good.

XXXX

Ruby

(lastly, some pictures from the Mall)