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After the long journey back to Bangkok we were one step closer getting Rachel back to the UK. We had successfully managed to book a last minute flight to the UK on Wednesday evening so we had just 24 hours left in Thailand. Rachel was given a good supply of pain killers at the hospital, and although she was in some discomfort she was just about …
... it still is a great melody to have going through my head. It may have been the jet lag or the fatigue but leave it to me to forget what country I was flying to because the second I stepped into the taxi at the airport I realized that in Thailand, we drive on the LEFT side of the road because the steering wheel was on the right. Oops. Needless to say if the huge backpack and white skin didn't give me away, the driver sure knew I was a tourist now. We drove about 30 ...
Tuesday 28th of October Got up late and packed slowly. Navigated our way slowly but very cheaply to Pudong International airport via the Metro and treated ourselves to a decent hot lunch and beer on the savings over our original taxi idea. Airports are funny places. International no mans land. Any way it was a fine modern clean place and failing to find anywhere to change back our few remaining Yuan spent it on a litre of Bombay ...
... been since, and plans for the future. Being a Kiwi, and an incredibly well travelled one at that, Tracey fleshed out the bones of our ideas about what to expect in Australia. We knew that things would be expensive, but she really drove it home - and we appreciated it. Better to be over prepared than under in my mind.
Our number one objective before hitting Australian shores was to make sure we were appropriately dressed. Unlike South East Asia where you can live in a pair ...
... about ten minutes I conceded and pushed my plate over to David.
Despite already devouring his own plate of chillies and chicken, David ate the last bit of mine as well. I had expected him just to try and finish the noodles not to eat all the red stuff too! When he had finished, you could see the beads of sweat on his forehead and I actually thought he was going to have a bad turn. For a good 2 minutes after finishing, he lost the ...