So that’ll teach me for typing everything out on a Thai computer. They have a life of their own, and that’s usually not a good thing unfortunately. I’ve just lost a whole journal entry apart from the OK at the beginning. Bugger!!
So…
Here we go again, maybe I’ll add some extra stuff just caus I can.
Airports- “It is no coincidence that nowhere in any language exists the saying ‘as pretty as an airport’” The more I travel the more I think Douglas Adams must have done a fair bit in his time.
So getting here, the highlights and lowlights, to spare you the boring bits…
Massage chairs at WA airport- Not only great for relaxing and sleeping, we also charged our Iphones in them!!!
The food- official, airport food, wherever, is shit.
‘Free wi-fi’- or not as we found out, settled for the free dodgy optus computers instead that cut out every 5 minutes
Duty Free- Asked, still don’t understand it
Singapore Airport- DON’T be FOOLED, can’t get into the good bit till your checked in, can’t check in until 2 hours before your flight OR web check in but you need a printer to print your boarding passes which cannot be done till 24hours before your flight!! Plan ahead people! The chairs are shit for sleeping on, can’t do it unless sitting up
God?- The woman sitting next to me on the Perth to Singapore leg of the journey might have known something I didn’t (prayer book in her bag) I figured she was so I didn’t have to. Yeah?
Smoking room- At Singapore airport is an outside cactus garden with heaps of different types of cactus, tubes spewing steam into an already heavy sky and the sound of jumbos overhead, surreal
The sun- again Singapore, a big red dying sun seen through the haze of pollution, beautiful none the less, apocalyptic feel in the cloying heat
Mikey- got the hang of things by the end of it and was filling out forms and flashing his passport like a pro
So that ends our journey and travel with me dear reader as we travel forward and indeed back in time leaving Melbourne on Tuesday 19th and arriving Phuket, Thursday 21st in the afternoon.
Shit- where’s out driver?
Taxi, taxi, taxi, tuk-tuk?
What’s the hotels number?
Where’s a phone?
How do we use a phone?
Where’s our hotel?
Map anyone?
Shit.
But as you know we got here (driver just on Thai time) and upon arriving at Sansuko Ville we proceeded to sleep for 19 hours and begin our adventure proper on Friday.
