Monday, 25 January 2010

Week 1: A change from CHAVS and rubbish weather?.. Ok i'll settle for 1 out of 2..

DAY 2: Jetlagged, woke up late! After my first day in bangkok, i continued to just absolutely eat as if i had never seen food before. mango and sticky rice, tom yum, thai green curry. at night me and preyan took a tuktuk (like a rikshaw)to a show. all i will say is this: wot. the. f***. lets just say that (questionably) girls, sometimes which looked like they were over the age of 60, put things in places which god didnt intend them to. 'entertainment' acts included smoking cigarettes, inserting and hurling in the air (and then catching) bananas, opening beer bottles, taking out long bits of strings (some with sharp blades attached). unfortunately i didnt take photos as I didnt particularly want any. sorry about that. if i wasnt so tired when i went, i definitely would have vomitted out everything i've ever eaten in my life.

DAY 3: Woke up a lot earlier, but still felt jetlagged. Because we wanted to pretend like we were locals for a few minutes, we wanted to experience all forms of public transport and local life. We took river taxis to Wat Arun Temple, where we climbed to the top up some steep stairs and got an awesome view. The (Buddhist) Temples here aren't simply just one building - they usually consist of many buildings, most of which u cant actually go inside. At Wat Arun, we got a blessing from a local monk, who threw water at us, chanted, and tied a string round our hands. Weirdly in the river taxi out of the premesis, the same monk was standing opposite us.

We then took the local skytrains up to town (which were surpringly easy to use) and just wondered around, which included two amazingly nice shopping centres which were like 9 floors (mainly just ate there). we also found a World Cup Football Fan Fest - just a random cordened off area where people were playing fifa and pro and playing all these games to win things (which were impossible and i dont think any1 actually won).

Day 4: Woke up ridiculously early and took a trip to the Floating Market, a couple of hours from Bangkok. This is basically where u travel on little boats (or you can walk to some areas) and buy stuff from locals or set up little huts on the water. To me most of the stuff was utter shit, except, off course, the food. Had some amazing fruits with weird names, including mangoosteen (dont know how to spell it). it was then time to say BYE TO PREYAN.


Day 5-6: Started my organised tour (gapadventures.com - indochina encompassed). met the people, who turned out to be awesome, and of completed different ages and backgrounds. im not going to go through them, but what I will say is that I really didnt want old people. I walked in and sat opposite 2 old people. however that night, having drunk some beers, buckets of alcohol and more beers, it turned out that they were genuinely filled with awesomeness. Why? Simple: They are Irish. As you can probably tell by the fact they were old and consumed a similar amount of alcohol as me. It should also be noted that our tour leader seems to be a LEJ. he looks like nemanja vidic, but is a canadian who has lived all around the world for the last 15 years or something.

After a short nights rest, we visited the Wot Pho Temple, and then some of us went to the Grand Palace. In the first, the highlights were 3 differently positioned buddas - one was HUGE and recling, and the other 2 were standing and sitting. The Grand Palace's highlight was the Emerald Buddha, althought there were many beautiful shrines/temples here in acres of land.

We had to take a boat to get to Wot Pho, and we passed local villages and I guess what could only be described as slums. That being said, I have never felt more welcome outside my own home in my entire life. and that goes for the whole of my experience in bangkok (and chang mai where i am now writing from). during this particular boat visit, we passed a group of young teenage school kids. In London, if you drove past a council estate, the chances are you will be verbally (and possiblly physically) abused by CHAVS if you were a huge group of tourists passing by young school kids. In Thailand, they seemed to act similarly to the adults. Smiling, waving, and bowing their heads.
Just a quick note on the weather. Having come from snowy and frustratingly cold london, i hadnt seen any real sun until i got to chang mai (although it has been really hot). just cloudy and rainy. just like london for most of the year. Chang Mai is special, but mainly not even for the weather. Will talk about that next week, in what will be way shorter blogs because this is getting tiring and i probably wont have this much time again. i will also upload some photos on facebook at some point, although I am staying on a boat for 2 days this week and afterwards on a place with no electricity so may take a while.
Laters aligators.

DAY ONE: I'll have 1 scorpian with maggots, please

It's been a week and my whole experience has defo been getting more exciting. this one might be a bit of a long one but will try and keep it short from the next posts. im going to aim to update my blog every week or 2 weeks.

So, as I said i haven't really been scared. Well for a minute that changed. saying bye to my family at the airport and walking through customs by myself was when i realised that I wouldn't come across those faces again for over 7 months, and that I had to fend for myself n0w. it was weird, i had been so prepared for leaving them since i booked my travels in like october, yet when it came down to it i shat myself. but that was for like a minute, mainly because i was just surrounded by backpackers even at the airport. in the waiting terminal i met a 30 year old man from germany (cant remember where) who was a director for a computer engineering firm, but quit his job and sold all his furniture and many valued possessions, to go travelling to australia until his money ran out. which made me realise how fortunate i am. on my flight i was sat next to 2 friendly girls from south london who were going to bangkok too. i didnt watch any films because i was knackered and wasnt in the mood, just watched episodes of two and a half men and spoke to them instead (as well as sleeping and eating off course).
I arrived in bangkok to find long queues of travellers of all ages, all religions looking more confused than i did in filling out the local visa documents. more relief. i then text preyan (my mate from uni who is also travelling), who sent me directions to khoa san road from the airport, and told me where to meet him and what time. instead of getting ripped off by the local taxis, i decided to take the airport bus, which made me a bit nervous at first (buying tickets, knowing where to go) but the staff and tourists around were ridiculously helpful. so anyway, got off the bus, met preyan, checked into the hostel and checked into the local hostel. Btw i was only with preyan for about 4 days, but i will be most likely meeting him at various points in the next couple of months. Anyway at 4.50 Sterling a night, this was actually one of the more luxurious places in the area (a/c, tv, clean sheets, hot water). Khoa san road itself is MENTAL - its a long stretch of road but with only a few things - hotels, bars, food/clothes stalls and tourists.

My favourite food so far has defo been Chicken Pad Thai, which is like a lighter version of fried noodles. and at the stalls it sells for about 40p! and they make it in front of you. One of the things that caught my eye was the stalls selling cockroaches, scorpians, maggots and others insects for people to eat. they were really cheap. but in fairness the sellers probably just went into their back garden and threw whatever moved into their deep friers. i have to try at least 2 insects before i leave asia (I am going to be back here twice after this visit so have plenty of opportunities).

Another thing I immediately noted about bangkok was the way people crossed the road. it is expected that pedestrians just cross roads at any given point, so the drivers are alert and just stop when some1 needs to cross or is slightly in their path. without the slightest bit of frustration or complaint. in comparison, in london if you crossed the road in a similar manner, you would be hooted/hurled abuse at (or severely injured).

Me and preyan had a few beers and shishal, and after a LOT of persuasion, he convinced me to go to this fish massage. its basically swarms of these little fish who come to your feet and eat off all the dead skin. well supposedly anyway. but it tickles like mad for the first few minutes until you get used to the idea of sea creatures chewing at the shit off ur feet. for what became 4 hours. anyway i'm glad i was convinved to do it - it was relaxing (as advertised) and met some really cool people too. for under 4 quid we got unlimited usage of it (which we fully made use of) and a free beer. now thats asda price (cha ching)..


Monday, 18 January 2010

Finally the day has come!

Yo!

I'll be blogging on here rather than facebook so that family and friends (about 5 people) who are not technologically cool enough will be able to visit the blog. Im not sure how much I will be blogging to be honest, and knowing me it won't be a lot, but at the least some pictures and videos will be uploaded on here (a few on here, a rest on my facebook page) plus updates in my itenary.

Being last-minute and lazy, I hadn't finished packing until late last night, and still have a couple of things to get ready (im leaving at about 5.30pm for heathrow). So basically this isnt going to be a heartfelt, essay type entry. Just in the rough, my itinerary is below:

18/01/10: Leave London
19/01/10 – 20/02/10: Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia
20/02/10 – 04/03/10: South Thailand (islands)
04/03/10 – 26/03/10: Hong Kong and China
26/03/10 – 29/03/10: Bangkok (yes, again)
30/03/10 – 10/05/10: Australia (mainly East Coast)
10/05/10 – 08/06/10: New Zealand and Fiji
08/06/10 – 19/08/10: South America: Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, Brazil
20/08/10: Home!

Although i'm not particularly scared as i've been waiting for this day since about last june, part of me is anxious, and off course people phoning dont stop reminding me of all the bad stuff that could happen. Half of them dont really worry me, but yes my passport may get stolen and i'll be stuck in some random country. Yes someone may steal my stuff. Yes i may get mugged of my money and possessions. Maybe i will wake up with a random snake next to me or a tarantula on my nose. And inevitably i will run out of money. Obviously i'm not hoping for these things to happen to me, but it will leave me with sum quality stories to tell when im back.

Ok time to go, still got craploads to do. Hopefully be on here in a few days. Try not to miss me too much.