Kat Slater London, Bonjour Bangkok

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right, here we go...

as I'm sure most of you know, I've decided to quit my job and move to Thailand for the next few months. I'm going to help out a renewable energy charity in north Thailand, where I'll probably just be digging holes and trying to keep out of trouble. I flew out last night after an emotional farewell to the missus, and proceeded to heathrow slightly anxious due to the fact that I had a one way ticket, a visa and... Well that was about it. I forgot to look into accomodation or how to get to this volunteering place so I was slightly concerned about getting it sorted.

Luckily, I ran into my childhood best friend who I haven't seen in 10 years! He was on his way to bangkok ( on another flight) and recommended a hostel for me. As I write this I'm sat in the hostel bar having a beer waiting for him to turn up so that we can have a beer. A central theme is emerging. He had some good pointers which settled me a bit. Apart from spider stories.

The flight was quite good, and massively undersold meaning that I had no one next to me and I could take full advantage of the 3 inch leg room. Food was actually quite nice, if not a little plane (a little aeronautical pun for you). I drank enough beer to sedate a small horse. Due to the fact that I am the size of a small horse, this led to me sleeping for most of the flight only waking when the prick behind me got up to go for a piss. He was about 75 so that was every 5 minutes.

I decided to stay just off of the khao San road, and got the train most of the way. Instead of getting getting a taxi the rest of the way, I decided to walk. It turns out that having a set of bollocks doesn't instantly make you an amazing map reader, and it took over an hr in 36 degree sunshine. I was sweating like a 1970's children's tv presenter getting a knock on the front door.

After a quick shower, I decided to head out to investigate the town and soak in some culture. But then it started to rain, and I mean rain! So I made an executive decision and am know having a beer In the hostel.

hopefully the rain will die down soon and I can go for a walk about. Khao San road looks like a dive full of white people in vests and baseball caps with SWAG written on them. Time will tell. one good thing I noticed was the entrance to macdonalds was blocked by a 80 yr old lady selling pad Thai. Stick it the man, gran!

Next few days will involve seeing some sights and then jumping on a bus t'north.

Cheers me dears

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