Sawadeeka!
Time for Tristan and I to head to Bangkok for a night out.
We booked accommodation near Khao San Road and planned to meet up with Simone,
Thiv, Morne and a couple others. I was a little anxious about the whole thing
but still excited to see everyone. It was a rather crazy night but for the most
part I had fun. A lot happened that night including someone’s phone being
stolen, it was karma in my opinion (I have valid reasoning for saying that). The
night flew by and before I knew it, it was 2 am and Tristan and I were heading
out to find the kebab vendors.
After checking out the next morning, Simone, Thiv, Morne, Tristan
and I headed to Terminal 21 to find the Piri Piri chicken restaurant (it was
alleged to be like Nandos and Nandos is my absolute weakness). We did manage to
find it, but it was nothing like Nandos (cue sad face). And thus, ended the
weekend in Bangkok, time for work again.
Tristan and I flew to Chiang Mai on Friday morning which is
10 times better than the train and 1000000 times better than the bus. We headed
to immigration 5 minutes after we’d booked into the hotel. The process at
immigration was a slow wait at first but was over almost as soon as Tristan and
I had been seen to. The rest of the day was relaxed, we got some lunch, Tristan
went for a haircut and then we chilled until supper time. we were both really
looking forward to supper that night as the plan was to head to a restaurant
called Rock Me Burger. Tristan had been when we were in Chiang Mai for the
course and said that it was amazing. He wasn’t wrong. We both got the same
burger and my word has it been ages since I’d had a burger that good! I also
got a milkshake, the first milkshake I’d had in 6 months. (it’s also worth
mentioning that I’d also had sinusitis about 2 weeks before that). After supper,
we headed back and watched some greys until we fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke to the most incredibly painful
headache. It’s hard to put the feeling in words but it was so bad it even made
me nauseous. I couldn’t keep my eyes open and I also couldn’t sleep, so I took some
tablets to try stop the pain and nausea only to get sick 10 minutes later. This
carried on for a couple hours but I eventually fell asleep again. I only woke
up again to run to the toilet or to try drink some water. Unfortunately, we had
to check out at one so I had to find the energy to leave, which was difficult
as I could barely stand long enough to shower. We checked out and went to get some
lunch. I was proud because I managed to keep the 3 French fries down, at least
until the airport. I had never felt so shit before, I just wanted to get home. I
slept on the plane ride home and was sure to grab a sick bag for the van ride
home, which I also manged to sleep through quite a bit of. The funny thing is,
as soon as we got the apartment I was better. Not completely, my head was still
sore and I felt a little nauseous, but other than that, I was fine. Which concludes
my story about my one day death flu and moral of the story: milkshakes and sinusitis
don’t mix well.
Thanks for reading and sorry about the ramble about my sick
day, hope it didn’t bore you too much ..
Happy wandering,
Centaine xx