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When, after scratching my legs, my nails were black, I realised I spent 4 days without a shower... I didn't care, I thought that, maybe this way people will give me some personal space... when I saw it wasn't working, I made contact with the water...

After 16 days with Aimar, he went back to England leaving us totally addicted to soy milk; in a way I was jelaous: he'll see family and friends, sleep in his bed and eat his favourite foods... but I guess he'll miss pad thais...

It won't be long before we meet with him, once again, in the English cold; the pound is weaker and weaker every day and our money is worth a third of what it was when we left... and we don't worry too much about the budget anyway... I had gain 3 kilos...

New tatoo, new clothes, etc, Bangkok surpases Singapore as the land of shopping, at least for me!!

Bangkok is caotic, smelly and noisy; thais are not thais here and the lans of smiles is a completely different country... I feel like a money bag again...

We tried to get into the Wat Po temple and tried to charge us, also in the Grand Palace were asking for 350B... that's like 7 pounds!!!, same money as we will spend in 5 nights in our hostel... so we ended up in a smaller temple... for free...

So, after 6 days of clementine juice and cheap hostels with walls so thin that you can hear the people from 3 rooms down the aile shagging, we are going, with an expiring visa, once again, to Cambodia... to see what's there

The best: fresh clementine juices
The worse: exhaust smoke and noise

Humo y curries

Cuando, al rascarme la pierna, tenia las unhas negras, me di cuenta de que llevaba 4 dias sin ducharme... no me importo, pense que asi, a lo mejor, me dejarian algo de espacio personal... cuando vi que no funcionaba, me meti en la ducha...

Despues de 16 dias con Aimar, se volvio a Inglaterra y nos dejo enganchados a la leche de soja; en cierto modo me dio envidia: va a ver a familia y amigos, dormir en su cama y comer su comida favorita... seguro que echara de menos los pad thai...

No pasara mucho tiempo hasta que nos reunamos con el en el frio ingles ya que la libra esta cada vez mas debil y nuestro dinero vale una tercera parte de lo que valia cuando empezamos a viajar... ademas no nos privamos de nada... he engordado tres kilos...

Nuevo tatuaje y nueva ropa, Bangkok supera con creces a Singapur en ser la tierra de las compras... por lo menos para mi...

Bangkok es caotica, ruidosa y apestosa; los tailandeses aqui no son tailandeses y la tierra de las sonrisas un planeta lejano; me vuelvo a sentir una bolsa de dinero con patas...

Intentamos entrar en el Wat Po y nos quisieron cobrar una "donacion por ser extranjeros" y en el Gran Palacio 350B... que son 7 euros!!! ... o el equivalente a 5 noches en el hostal donde nos quedamos...

Asi que, tras 6 dias de zumos de mandarina y hostales con paredes tan finas que oyes follar a parejas 3 habitaciones separadas de la tuya, nos vamos, con la visa a punto de caducar otra vez, a Camboya...

Lo mejor: los zumos de mandarina frescos
Lo peor: el humo y el ruido de los coches

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