I will say one thing about not feeling well – it makes you appreciate life that much more when you begin to recover!
As some of you know (primarily those of you with whom I’m friends on Facebook), I went to Thailand to visit my Kat, because she is coming home this summer and I knew if I was ever going to see her life in Thailand, I was going to have to do it now. When I came home ten days ago, I was exhausted – 29 hours in airports and airplanes will do that to you – and then I found this chest cold thing that grabbed hold of me and did not want to let go. It is with great relief that I finally am starting to feel like I can put on real clothes and face the world – in small doses. Very small doses, but still, it’s improvement. This is where the offstage chorus breaks into a rousing rendition of Hallelujah!
I will begin the story, with what pictures I have managed to download despite my internet connection which is not being nice. Which points out a problem with storing photos in the cloud if your internet is not cooperative. Sigh.
I learned a valuable lesson this trip – pay a bit more and get flights that involve fewer stops and fewer plane changes. I managed to “score” a reasonably priced trip, but that meant it had four (count ’em, four) flight changes. Mistake. I drove to Medford, parked in longterm parking, flew to Portland, then flew to San Francisco. Yeah, because I love traversing airports – why is it the departure gate is always on the opposite side of the airport, and probably a different terminal, than the arrival gate? Anyway, I got to San Francisco in the evening hours and departed in the dark hours.
I will say this much, Cathay Pacific did offer pretty good food. And yes, that is a glass of red wine. Fortification.
Leg 3 – Hong Kong airport. Huge airport. Very long ways from arrival to departure. I’m getting my steps in.
And finally, too many hours later, we land at Bangkok.
You know how a lot of airports have free wifi, so you can communicate with the person/people who are meeting you there? Yeah, not so much at Bangkok. After wending my way through customs, picking up baggage, immigration, then the guy who was certain that cat carrier I was carrying should have an animal in it from which they could get some funds, I found myself in the “arrivals” section. No familiar faces. No communication. Alrighty then! And it’s hot. And humid. And I’m tired. Talked to a man there (from the U.S.) who said it was Arrival Terminal C, although there was no indication of that anywhere I could see. And yes, there were two other arrival terminals, A and B. Okay. So I found several kiosks that sold temporary SIM cards, picked one, got a card with a Thai phone number and could message Kat to tell her where I was. Turned out she was in A or B, and getting from there to C was not so simple as walking directly there, but required a couple of up escalators and then a couple of down escalators. We wouldn’t want it to be simple. But she found me, and I was happy.
Taxi to her apartment, then we walked down the street to meet her friend, Kelsey, and to head to our massages. She had oh so thoughtfully booked a one hour shoulder and back massage and a one hour leg massage for each of us. Heaven. Then late lunch in the mall, down a couple of floors from the massage place, Thai food with a lime soda. Delicious. Welcome. Because Hot. Humid. Back to Kat’s apartment for an evening of conversation with beer and blessed sleep in a blessed bed in blessed air conditioning.
The following day, we stayed inside and relaxed until late afternoon, when we took a taxi to Bangkok proper (she lives in Nonthaburi, north of Bangkok) to the Octave Rooftop Lounge and Bar for a special evening with drinks, dinner, and a marvelous sunset. That’s Kelsey in the photo with the drinks. Kat and I had Thai Mojitos, which I highly recommend. They ordered the food, so don’t ask me what it is we ate. It was delicious.
I do know these are sweet potato fries. There were other dishes too, but I was so busy eating them, I failed to take pictures.
The next morning, we were into a taxi and off to our island resort in Koh Chang. Sights on the way included Asian wiring
They’re everywhere, aren’t they?
Five hours later, with a stop for fuel for the taxi and its occupants, we were on the ferry heading to the island
and an additional hour later, we arrived at the AWA Resort in Koh Chang
were taken to our room with a view of the pool
met the resort cat
checked out the pool
and stayed onsite for dinner
(to be continued)