How to confuse an Australian...
There used to be a series of jokes around 'how to confuse an irishman'... well, to effectively confuse me try: 6 airport trips, 4 countries, 4 currencies, 6 differents beds and 3 languages in the space of seven days... here's how it works.
AUSTRALIA:
The airport was a mess. We sat there not quite knowing what to say. Mum, Dad and Kyle, thanks so much. I hate goodbyes, and always tend to rush them. Mum was perhaps the only one managing to keep up the 'Christmas spirit'. My luck held strong and I managed to secure four seats to myself on the plane.
THAILAND:
This was my first trip to Asia. I loved it, the people were generous, the air was thick and warm, the nights were late and the food was top notch. I stayed at Tom's place. Tom is an Australian friend of Bacon's. He is living in Thailand for a year, studying and generally getting up to mischief. He was my introduction to Thai people, history and culture. Tom took me to a fantastic place to eat... I shall call it the 'slum restaurant'... it was under a tarp, on the side of a river, filled with locals drinking whisky and cooking up a storm. The food from the stalls was amazing... I made many a friend with the 'meat on a stick' sellers.
KO SAMET:
This was the perfect idea. A small island three hours east of Bangkok. I pretty much went straight here. I rented a tiny little bungalow with a fan and a cold shower, about 2 minutes from the beach. Each morning I would wake, walk to another hostel, have breakfast with the other backpackers, go for a swim, eat a bbq lunch, sleep, read my book and then in the evenings watch videos with others people on the island. On one of the days I rented a motorbike and went for a scoot around the island. I lapped it in 60 minutes. On the way I visited deserted beaches, braved muddy roads and generally had a blast.
My best description for the quality of the people is this: on the last day, as I was walking to the wharf to catch a ferry back to the mainland, a young lad on a motorbike pulled up and asked if I wanted a lift. He laughed as I mistook him for a taxi, and explained that he was going that way anyway and would be happy to help. Nice guy. So I hoped on and off we went. It was such a simple but powerful gesture.
OTHER THINGS IN THAILAND:
I saw an elephant walking down the street with a flashing brake light on its butt, ha ha. I drank coke from pastic bags. My daytrip of Bangkok coincided with a festival which meant everything was open and free... even the tuk tuk was only 60 cents for the day.
CAIRO:
Now I am in Cairo trying to sort myself out for Bahrain. This arvo I am going to drink juice, smoke sheesha and read a book in a local cafe. I might drop by a citadel or two as well.
Thats it from me. I will put up photos later.
AUSTRALIA:
The airport was a mess. We sat there not quite knowing what to say. Mum, Dad and Kyle, thanks so much. I hate goodbyes, and always tend to rush them. Mum was perhaps the only one managing to keep up the 'Christmas spirit'. My luck held strong and I managed to secure four seats to myself on the plane.
THAILAND:
This was my first trip to Asia. I loved it, the people were generous, the air was thick and warm, the nights were late and the food was top notch. I stayed at Tom's place. Tom is an Australian friend of Bacon's. He is living in Thailand for a year, studying and generally getting up to mischief. He was my introduction to Thai people, history and culture. Tom took me to a fantastic place to eat... I shall call it the 'slum restaurant'... it was under a tarp, on the side of a river, filled with locals drinking whisky and cooking up a storm. The food from the stalls was amazing... I made many a friend with the 'meat on a stick' sellers.
KO SAMET:
This was the perfect idea. A small island three hours east of Bangkok. I pretty much went straight here. I rented a tiny little bungalow with a fan and a cold shower, about 2 minutes from the beach. Each morning I would wake, walk to another hostel, have breakfast with the other backpackers, go for a swim, eat a bbq lunch, sleep, read my book and then in the evenings watch videos with others people on the island. On one of the days I rented a motorbike and went for a scoot around the island. I lapped it in 60 minutes. On the way I visited deserted beaches, braved muddy roads and generally had a blast.
My best description for the quality of the people is this: on the last day, as I was walking to the wharf to catch a ferry back to the mainland, a young lad on a motorbike pulled up and asked if I wanted a lift. He laughed as I mistook him for a taxi, and explained that he was going that way anyway and would be happy to help. Nice guy. So I hoped on and off we went. It was such a simple but powerful gesture.
OTHER THINGS IN THAILAND:
I saw an elephant walking down the street with a flashing brake light on its butt, ha ha. I drank coke from pastic bags. My daytrip of Bangkok coincided with a festival which meant everything was open and free... even the tuk tuk was only 60 cents for the day.
CAIRO:
Now I am in Cairo trying to sort myself out for Bahrain. This arvo I am going to drink juice, smoke sheesha and read a book in a local cafe. I might drop by a citadel or two as well.
Thats it from me. I will put up photos later.
posted by Westy at 7:39 PM
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