12/15/09: Patong Bay, Thailand
Today we spent over ten hours in a bus. Actually, three different buses. In the past several weeks, we had been told by a few different people that Southeast Asia is the easiest place to travel.
Hah. Ha. Ha.
After being woken up at 5:05am by incessant knocking on our door because our 5am bus was waiting for us at the front gate and we were still in bed (me dreaming about mango sticky rice), we realized that our 4:35am alarm had never gone off. This might have been because our alarm, my iPod, had spontaneously switched itself back to Eastern time after being connected to our computer, which we never changed from EST. Because, you know, when we turn on the computer we like to see what time it is at home and imagine what all our friends and family are up to (usually, you’re sleeping).
If that sounded creepy, then the real reason we never change the time when we change time zones is because we’re too lazy.
Of course, when the knocking happened at 5:05am, we still had half of our belongings strewn about the room and so we had to hurriedly jam our things into our packs (which will lead to a future post entitled “The Case of the Missing Floss”). We packed ourselves up in record time and then hopped onto the bus, with Kevin still wearing his mouth guard (he’s a teeth-grinder).
Anyway, nothing much happened on the rest of the journey, except the two bus transfers, one of which happened on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, which was a little unnerving. “Go! Get on other bus!” our crazy Thai bus driver said, as he unceremoniously shoved us and our bags off the bus. “But where is that bus going?” I wanted to ask, but the thing is, it’s hard to argue with a crazy Thai bus driver. Luckily, the coach bus we got onto said in big letters on the front windshield, “HAT YAI — PHUKET,” which reassured me that we would eventually end up in Phuket.
Which we eventually did. And even though we’ve only been in Thailand for a few hours, so far, it does not disappoint. The people have been really friendly and helpful (maybe excepting the crazy Thai bus drivers), the food that we’ve eaten has been excellent, and our room has a refrigerator! Awesome.
I’ll leave you by sharing a little conversation that we had tonight as we walked along Patong Beach.
Z: How’s the water temperature?
K: It’s good. Not too cold.
K: But not too warm either. It’s no Indian Ocean.
K: Oh wait, it is the Indian Ocean.
It turns out it’s not, it’s actually the Andaman Sea, but I didn’t know any better at the time either.
Thought of the Day: I love Thailand.
Picture of the Day: Smallest. Orange. In. The. WORLD. Yet another reason to love Thailand.