How to kill 17 hours on a train through a 3rd world country:
Of course all the beds on the 17 hours long train ride from Bangkok to Chiang Mai were fully booked and I had to say Khop Kun Kha for a bench seat in the hallway. Departure: 10.00 pm = not too much else than darkness to view through the windows. Since my company somehow managed to sleep through the break-dance shaking ride, I had to find another hobby to entertain myself with. Ipod= all passed out by Australian dehydration, phones=drowned and book=run out of pages ages ago. So my excellent choice of train task was... THINKING. Besides important decisions about how long and happily I'm gonna live my life, I had also time to think...:
* I reckon I would hardly find neither canned mackerel paste in minced chilli or shrimp/curry flavoured chips a gourmet. (The massive spot-lighted advert sign right above my head was flashing it's grossness to me all night).
* I imagined what it would feel like to get my arm sucked out through the wide-open window next to me, optional fall out through the OPEN DOOR in front of me.
* The orange juice selling lady is one of the most novelty things I've ever experienced. This constantly laughing cute lady was like a giant baby in an over-grown woman's body. I was wondering if I could keep her as a souvenir.
* Amazing how you in randomly sudden moments find parts of your body, you barely knew existed, tingly-sleeping. Apparently one of the side effects by the 17649 long distance Thai train ride-positions.
* I wish I had a coffe, a king size bed, unlimited much sushi (passed 22 hours awake without food), a good movie on a wide-screen and a cat. Cats are hilarious.
* It smells funny. Just everywhere.
Eventually thinking got boring as well, so I went for coffee in the reastaurant cart with 11 old Thai army soldiers/officers. We drank in silence, just nodded once in a while to make sure all of our beverages were enjoyable. I realized our coffee party was coming to an end when the main officer (the biggest man, who looked the least happy and had the most medals) stood up for a finishing morning song. I nodded again and went back to my seat for a nap on the floor.
* I reckon I would hardly find neither canned mackerel paste in minced chilli or shrimp/curry flavoured chips a gourmet. (The massive spot-lighted advert sign right above my head was flashing it's grossness to me all night).
* I imagined what it would feel like to get my arm sucked out through the wide-open window next to me, optional fall out through the OPEN DOOR in front of me.
* The orange juice selling lady is one of the most novelty things I've ever experienced. This constantly laughing cute lady was like a giant baby in an over-grown woman's body. I was wondering if I could keep her as a souvenir.
* Amazing how you in randomly sudden moments find parts of your body, you barely knew existed, tingly-sleeping. Apparently one of the side effects by the 17649 long distance Thai train ride-positions.
* I wish I had a coffe, a king size bed, unlimited much sushi (passed 22 hours awake without food), a good movie on a wide-screen and a cat. Cats are hilarious.
* It smells funny. Just everywhere.
Eventually thinking got boring as well, so I went for coffee in the reastaurant cart with 11 old Thai army soldiers/officers. We drank in silence, just nodded once in a while to make sure all of our beverages were enjoyable. I realized our coffee party was coming to an end when the main officer (the biggest man, who looked the least happy and had the most medals) stood up for a finishing morning song. I nodded again and went back to my seat for a nap on the floor.
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Postat av: Sigrid
Låter som en väldigt intressant resa. 22 timmar utan mat skulle jag aldrig klara, fast om det stod mellan att äta det kattkräket du hade på bild i inlägget eller att svälta så skulle jag nog hålla mig till att vara hungrig! Vart är ni på väg? PUSS FLUFF
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