The best laid plans. . . .
I had it all worked out. Catch the airport bus to Bang Lam Poo and stay in the Apple guest house.
But. . .the airport bus has been cancelled. Taxi costs a fortune. Can't seem to find anyone to share a taxi with. All the tourists seem to know exactly where they are going. No touts. Information don't seem to speak much English.
Eventually I met a tourist who told me that I could catch a bus to Patayaia, a beach resort, which I did.
On the bus I met a Canadian man who lives in Patayaia, who helped me find a place to stay and offered to find me a cheap place to stay for a week, if I wanted.
But this morning I woke up and went out and decided that I did not like this place at all. High rise hotels, wall to wall beach umbrellas, old ugly men with young beautiful Thai women. Yuk!!
Luckily for me, my canadian friend told me that there's a bus to the airport and a train from the airport to the centre of Bangkok, which is where I should have gone in the first place, so tomorrow morning I'm off to Bangkok.
I had it all worked out. Catch the airport bus to Bang Lam Poo and stay in the Apple guest house.
But. . .the airport bus has been cancelled. Taxi costs a fortune. Can't seem to find anyone to share a taxi with. All the tourists seem to know exactly where they are going. No touts. Information don't seem to speak much English.
Eventually I met a tourist who told me that I could catch a bus to Patayaia, a beach resort, which I did.
On the bus I met a Canadian man who lives in Patayaia, who helped me find a place to stay and offered to find me a cheap place to stay for a week, if I wanted.
But this morning I woke up and went out and decided that I did not like this place at all. High rise hotels, wall to wall beach umbrellas, old ugly men with young beautiful Thai women. Yuk!!
Luckily for me, my canadian friend told me that there's a bus to the airport and a train from the airport to the centre of Bangkok, which is where I should have gone in the first place, so tomorrow morning I'm off to Bangkok.
Bangkok might be, er, more fragrant than Bang Lam Poo...
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