I wake up late, knowing I am just going to be wasting time until 5 pm, when I head to airport to catch my flight to Bahrain.
My checkout time at the hostel is 11 AM, but they have a locked room where people can store their bags during the day. This is great. I lock up my bag, pull out my laptop and almost start to work, when the crazy Aussie sits down beside me.
A few minutes later a German couple also sit down. We chat all afternoon, until just after 3 pm when they all have to leave. I decide I might as well as do the same thing.
I catch the two buses to the airport, check in, and head through security and then customs. Both are very fast, as I am one of only 4 people for some reason. Good timing I guess.
Time flies right bye and I am on my plane.
The plane is full, and as I guessed it, I got an annoying guy beside me. He has no concept of space, and consistently puts his arm over the arm rest into my seat. I can’t stand this. We all have our own seat, the armrest is the border, don’t CROSS IT!. I try several times to tell him this seat is my seat, not his. He doesn’t understand, and continues to elbow me the entire flight.
The hardest part is you can’t even say, “Excuse me!”, so they get the hint because they don’t understand any English. Thank god the flight is only 4 hours long.
I arrive in Bahrain at 11:30 PM, and have a 9 hour layover. Sleeping in helped, I am not tired.
I walk around the airport looking for place to relax, but there is nothing.
I check the prices at the two lounges, to see how much it is to rent a bed for a few hours. If I remember she said 80 Bahrain, and I thought great, until I found the conversion. It is $168 CAD for 7 hours rental. Screw that!
Well it is now 1 AM, and I need to find a toilet. I find the only one that is not locked, and there is a 4 man line up, with 2 stalls. I cramp up, but make it into a stall just in time.
I don’t know if you know or have seen what clean toilets are like in Persian countries, but they are more nasty than the overfilling squat toilets in Asia.
Picture this! A toilet with no seat, no toilet paper, piss and shit sprayed all over the bowl and tank. A garden hose to wash your brown eye with, that people who should be experts in using, still spray water everywhere but in the toilet. The floor is half an inch of water. Oh yes, I am wearing flip flops, not half an inch thick!
Well, at least I made it into the toilet, get my business done, spray my third eye clean, and leave with a wet ass.
This actually clues me into why these guys where long tailed shirts. It is to cover there stained wet pants!
Let me explain one thing here. This is not a dirty airport! Bahrain is a rich country and it shows. They have 3 guys in the washroom with mops cleaning constantly, but they can’t keep up, with how the people are. I think they are just used to having people clean up after them.
Yes, you can win this in the airport!
That is where the excitement ends and the 7 hours of boring wait starts. I just sit, listen to music, and go for little walks, for the remaining time.
My next flight is there, and I am so happy to be getting on. Now, just another 7 hour wait until Thailand!
This plane is full again, and the guy sitting beside me is a big dude. All I can think of, please no, not another annoying dude. I have not slept in 24 hours!
BUT! I am wrong. He tries hard to keep from putting his arm on me even though the seats a little to small for him, and “Thats whats I appreciates abouts hims!” Another bad quote!
Half way through the flight he and I start talking. He is from Bahrain and is a retired flight attendant. We have some really great talks. This flight is 7 hours long, yet, I enjoy it, even with a sore back, no feeling in my ass, and neck pain.
We land in Bangkok and I am so excited. Within an hour I will be at my hotel sleeping 🙂
Customs again is very fast. I am second in line, and my bag came out quickly as well.
I walk out to the taxi pickup and the next taxi guy in line asks where I am going. I show him it is only 5 KM away and he says, “No No, not from me.” He explains he has to pay an entrance fee into the airport and he has to charge me that on top of my taxi ride, which is less than the airport entrance fee. He then walks me to the airport arrival area, and gets me a taxi from there. These taxi’s never enter the airport, so no fee.
If I would have taken his taxi, it would have cost me 300 Bhat ($10 CAD), but the taxi he got me, cost me 150 Bhat ($5 CAD).
Online you read about all of the taxi scams, but here is a perfect example of a good Thai person.
My hotel had bad reviews, but I am getting great a reading between the lines. A lot of people expect 5 stars in Thailand for $20 a night. I am sorry, but get real!
I paid $19 for a night for a clean room, comfy bed, and even with a very nice pool. Check it out! Oh yeah, and everyone was super nice, unlike the reviews said.
The next morning I leave the hotel at 10:30 AM to the airport, where I catch the bus to Pattaya.
Bus to airport was 150 Bhat ($5 CAD), the 2 hour bus to Pattaya was 120 Bhat ($4 CAD), and then a shared taxi to my condo was another 100 Bhat ($4 CAD). These were all luxury, clean, new buses. Can you get that in Canada for this price?
I meet Earthie, the young Thai I am renting my condo from. He is a really nice guy, and he gets me settled in quickly. This is a place you have to see! 12,000 Bhat ($447 CAD) for 31 days, plus the service fees, which he has no control over.
Can’t believe this is where I am living for the next month! Right on the beach, with an amazing pool! Jealous, I hope so. 🙂