Bangkok Bunny

It hasn’t exactly been the best start to the trip. Well, the short flight from Brisbane to Sydney wasn’t so bad, but it certainly went a little downhill from there. Firstly, I better put in a disclaimer to say that things aren’t a total disaster or anything, but I’m tired and lonely so I’m going to have a whinge.

I guess things started to go downhill when they handed out the ice creams on the flight from Sydney to Bangkok. The ice cream was so cold, that the skin on the inside of my mouth stuck to it and got ripped off. Scary thing is, my mouth was so numb that I didn’t even realise until I pulled the ice cream out of my mouth and saw the blood on it. Ewww.

Then I got a massive headache on the descent because of my perpetual sinus troubles. Whenever it happens, I’m reminded of this guy whose eardrum actually popped on a flight because of the pressure build-up. I’m terrified of it happening to me (having been afflicted by a burst eardrum, I know it is pretty much the antithesis of fun), so when the pain starts to come on I sit there chewing like a moron in an attempt to keep my eustacian tubes open.

The next event was by far the worst. My bag has not arrived in Bangkok. AAARGGHHHH!!! They don’t even really know when it will get here, or where it is right now. I remember the last time my bag didn’t make it somewhere with me, I didn’t get it back for a whole week. I’m not even in Bangkok for a whole week, so I sure hope it doesn’t take that long this time. Meanwhile, I didn’t foresee this happening (silly me) so I have no clothes, no toiletries, no other shoes, no handbag to carry around with me. Not even a clean pair of underwear. The only things I packed in my carry-on were things I thought I’d actually need on the plane. So tomorrow morning I have to go shopping for clothes – luckily it was something I was going to do anyway, but I didn’t imagine I’d be shopping for clothes just to make it through the week.

And then, when I got to the hotel, they asked me for a 200USD deposit. I blinked at them, like, are you kidding? Ok, so I can appreciate $200 US is not much to most of your customers, but to me that’s a week’s wages! That was going to be my money to eat and get around Bangkok over the next few days! I think the receptionist realised that I was about to lose it, though (it is 4am in Brisbane, so I’m pretty out of it), and told me it’d be ok. Lucky, otherwise I would have broken down and cried right then and there. After crying in the airport about my baggage. Oh, the frustration and humiliation of it all!

Meanwhile, I’m lonely and I don’t really know what I’m doing here. I want a hug from MBF, but instead I can’t even call him to tell him that I’m miserable and missing him already and want to come home. I always thought I wanted a job where I got to travel a lot, but now that I’m on my first ever business trip, I just want to go home.

On a side note, I did see a hotel on the way from the airport, called the “Convenient Resort”. Hmm, what an attractive name. They sure have interesting pseudonyms for "brothel" here.