Day 1 or 2

I couldn’t tell you if this counts as day 1 or 2; I’m not even really sure what day it is. We’ve had layovers, delays, and crossed time zones. Finally, we’re in Thailand and we’ve had some rest. My guess is we’re about 12 hours ahead time-wise from home.

Oh. Jay wants me to say she’s awesome, so Jay, you’re awesome!

It’s six am here in Bangkok on a Wednesday. We boarded a flight in the wee hours of Monday morning. I don’t think I’ve ever had jet lag before, but I can’t help wonder if this is it; the feeling that you’ve lost time. Where did Tuesday go? Or Monday for that matter.

After a scheduled 16 hours flight to Tai Pei, Taiwan, due to fog, our plane was unable to land. So we circled. And circled. And circled. Then we decided to go to the airport on the south end of the island. That’s where we had the pleasure to sit on the tarmac for another two hours. Then we got on a bus. Then we got a tour through what seemed to be an abandoned airport. Then we waited some more.

Having worked at an airport, I understand re-directions, and weather, and various other inconveniences. The frustrating part was that no one seemed to know what was going on. Are we busing it back to Tai Pei to go to Bangkok? Going straight to Bangkok?

Jay and I are gross. We’re exhausted, sweaty, disoriented, and sore. After five more gross hours, we’re on our lane to go straight to Bangkok.

Poor girl. In an ironic twist of fate, I was able to catch a few naps on the planes, and she stayed up, unable to sleep. There’s been countless nights that I’ve laid in bed until she’s waken to go to work. I know her pain so I feel for her.

Cut to–

Bangkok airport. We cab to Khoasan Road where we thought we had a hotel booked. Turns out, we booked the boutique hotel off of the main strip. So we shlep all our things (meaning, everything we own) back down the entire strip to the correct hotel.

We don’t like it. It’s tiny, doesn’t include the amenities we thought we had, and there’s no windows as advertised.

Here’s our view

Nifty huh?

We’re both cranky from exhaustion. We take the room anyway, go upstairs, and pass out at 9 pm on Tuesday.

Like I said, it’s now six am on Wednesday. After some sleep, neither of us minds the room anymore. Later, after maybe a bit more sleep, we’ll walk over to the first hotel (they’re sister hotels after all) and hopefully we’ll be able to use their gym and pool.

It’s hot here.