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Published: November 7th 2008
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KS Guesthouse
Your home away from home Our driver stops in the middle of the road and gets out and opens the door. He nods towards what looks like a large street party and mutters something about Cows on the road! He gives us our bags and wants to be paid.
I can only assume that the Street party or Cows on the road can only be the infamous Khao San Road.
Candace grabs my arm as a street vendor pushes up a cart full of large mounds. After closer inspection, we see that the mounds are made of deep fried bugs. She does not look happy.
Now most people at this point in time would stop and reevaluate their game plan considering that their wife has had a migraine for the last 25 hrs, is hungry and tired and just saw deep fried bugs roll up beside her.
I want to blame my own tiredness for my not picking up on all of this but perhaps it was my machismo kicking in at the wrong time. When planning this trip, I did not want to book a room for the first night as I knew we would find one when we arrived. For
KS Guesthouse
A pretty big building and old building the record, the first place we went into had a room available.
As we left the insect trolley behind us, we walked up Khao San in all its splendor. Stalls with cheap pad thai and skewers, coconut to drink, cheap beer, and trinkets for sale. People of all kinds walking around. Some are drunk, some look high and a lot of them look lost and confused. I hear some House tunes off in the background.
Of course the heat and smell seem ten times worse as we make our way up the street to a soi (backlane) that sports a dimly lit sign suggesting an O.K. nights stay is only feet away. As I lead Candace down the Soi, I can't but help notice she is looking pretty pissed off. I bang on the door of the guest house and an older lady answers, yes they have a fan room available. 400 baht. I agree but Candace changes her mind and wants to leave.
In every story a turning point is reached when the main characters can no longer endure their lot in life as it were. I did not expect ours to be so quickly into
Shower
A South East Asia Shower the trip.
Candace had, what I will call a break down. Now she was feeling like crap, tired, hungry and thirsty. She had just landed in a hot and smelly country and the cultural shock was huge and now I wanted her to sleep in a room that was cooled by a fan and cost 13.00 bucks a night. This on top of the fact that she just watched a guy puke on the street and a dog rush over and eat it. Hence why I failed to mention the rat that ran down the Soi in front of us and doubt that she needed to know about that little fact.
Candace was mad. She did not want to take the room. She wanted to leave the country right then and there.
Where was all the fun that traveling is supposed to be. Lonely Planet never told me about this part. Did I not read that section?
Needless to say we had a small argument about our sleeping arrangements and how more thought should have been put into this trip. This of course led to a larger argument about how I wished she would have been a
Shower Drain
The water has to go somewhere part of the planning process etc. etc. etc.
The entire discussion was very hushed as we winded our way down another Soi. We didn't want others to know that we were royally pissed off at each other and that we weren't smiling in the land of smiles. By the time we finished, we were kinda lost and had to ask some locals how to get back to Khao San Road.
We eventually found our way to K.S. Guesthouse (our home away from home).
To say that the place was opulent would be a lie. To say it was a dive.... not quite fair either. A lady boy showed us to our room and suggested that if the air conditioning doesn't work or if we find any bugs, we come see him.
Of course this almost set off round two but I had the common sense to have a shower and head straight to bed.
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