I susah payah remembered to bring my sunblock into the van with me when we left for the floating market at 7am yesterday… then i forgot to take it out of the van to apply
Trying to compose pictures while bobbing down the river is a challenge,
Took lots of nice ones but don’t have time to edit them all.
Most of the stuff on sale are the same down the entire river (think: same shit, different bucket).
And because the sun was absolutely scorching and i idiotically forgot my sunblock, i bought a hat. You know, the type the women wear when they’re farming. Only i’m not farming. And i probably got ripped off for the hat.
Me thinking: “Dum dee doo… fresh air, mmm… i wonder what everyone back in KL is doing on an afternoon like this… oh right… working…”
Because we didn’t want to watch the cobra show, we wandered to a nearby temple.
We gave a donation of 20 Baht/RM2, in exchange for joss sticks and yellow candles.
Then IceCalvin showed me how to hold the two joss sticks and candle to pray.
I shock myself with my lack of physical coordination sometimes as i almost dropped the candle.
Fail.
“What do you pray?”
“Just pray for whatever you want.”
Hmm. I didn’t really want anything in particular.
So i asked for happiness. Yeah i’m the Queen of Cheese.
The barber in BKK screwed IceCalvin’s hair up so he casually shaved everything off.
Padahal inside damn sakit hati.
The entire weekend was dedicated to Chatuchak market.
Being my fourth time there, i skipped into the market exclaiming to IceCalvin, “You know, this is like our pilgrimage every year!”
And one of the first shops i saw had the words ‘Hey Pilgrim!’ pasted all over their wall.
We went to look for Kenya and raped her vintage shop again.
I remember seeing all these belts in Topshop a couple of months ago, and they looked EXACTLY like the ones from Kenya’s, except they were reproductions from the 80s, of course.
We shopped till our feet hurt,
till our arms couldn’t carry our shopping anymore without cutting off blood flow,
till we were giddy from happiness,
till we couldn’t remember everything we bought,
till before we knew it, seven hours had passed,
till we told ourselves we’d be broke halfway in Chiang Mai unless we stopped.
Couldn’t help dressing up for fun in the room a tad before roaming around Khao San after dinner.
Went for another massage (a 1-hour foot one, this time) for 270 Baht.
A bit pricier then the others on the same row (going at 240 Baht/an hour, but it was so much better environment-wise).
According to IceCalvin, the masseuse were laughing at me cos i fell asleep and snored.
>.<
Went to Bed Supperclub later that night.
“Do you remember? The last time you were here, you were dancing on the speaker next to the DJ -_-“
“… Shit i forgot about that!”
He officially dubbed himself my nanny when he refused to go after-partying.
“No, we’re not going.”
“But whyyyy!!! C’mon! We’re still awake and hyper, let’s go!”
“No… it’s too dodgy. I’ll tell you later why.”
“Okay.” *defeated*
I totally understood when he told me later :p
Despite sleeping really late from clubbing and supper afterward, still could continue at Chatuchak today.
We have come to a point after shopping non-stop for three days that we’re so damn puas, we don’t even want to walk anymore.
Okay gonna go read before bed.
Flying to Chiang Mai tomorrow afternoon, new place for me!
and there’s no more space in my suitcase.
To be fair, it isn’t an extraordinarily large one.
IceCalvin’s suitcase is twice the size of mine, i jested should we have no more money to stay anywhere, i could sleep in it with the lid closed.
We’re shifting guesthouse today ‘cos some drunk French dudes made a huge racket next door to us at 4am.
They were pounding on their door to wake their friend up inside whom had fallen asleep.
It was like, BANG BANG BANG (followed by shouting in French) and for that to wake me up (cos i’m a deep sleeper) is a feat, for real.
I couldn’t tahan and opened my door to confront them with sleepy slit eyes.
“Can you please be more quiet?”
“Sorry… sorry… but our friend cannot open the door… and we want to sleep!”
“Well. *I* want to sleep too! -_-“
This was taken yesterday in front of a temple near the floating market cos Cal and i didn’t wanna watch the cobra show.
Come on. We’re from Asia. We’ve seen enough snakes la :p
Okay gotta run.
Nobody wastes time online on a weekend in Bangkok when Chatuchak is open!
It’s 1:18 am Thai time and i’m just blogging a tad before bed.
We’re staying at a place in Khao San where the internet is fairly cheap at 60 Baht an hour.
I’m usually oblivious when it comes to people staring at me, but i really couldn’t help noticing it incessantly in the airport when we touched down.
“Everyone’s staring at us… what the hell…”
“Everyone’s staring at you. It’s your hair.”
“Oh please. Like as if your hair is any more normal!” -_- *squints at IceCalvin’s triangular mohawk and tail*
I smsed our safe arrival to someone in KL
Me: Everyone’s been staring at Calvin and i… think cos we look like midget punks.
Reply: If that’s how it is in Bangkok, at least you’re not in Dubai!
IceCalvin took me to the river side where, between the both of us, scoffed a whole fish in herbal + chilli gravy, giant bowl of tom yam, garlic pork, mango salad with fresh prawns, fresh veg and two big coconuts (think KennySia -_-) at River Bar.
Cost: 600 Baht = RM60
Had Illy coffee, before scouting around for clothes to wear tomorrow (i only brought fairy pajamas, heaps of bikinis – read: holiday underwear, and two hoodies for chilly Chiang Mai nights), then a foot massage for RM12.
Gonna take a nice long shower, listen to my iPod and read now.
I received endearing enlightenment early this morning.
I tendered in my resignation letter yesterday.
I confirmed two days ago which job i’ve chosen to commit myself to, starting March.
I fly out to Bangkok and Chiang Mai in three hours for twelve days.
Seeing how my luck has been for the past week, someone pleaded me to not get stomped on by an elephant or something cos there’s some stuff i need to do when i get back.
Will blog from Thailand! *runs off to throw one change of clothing into suitcase*
I got stuck in the C Club bathroom for 15 minutes yesterday.
-_-
Went to have wine and cocktails yesterday afternoon with ButtercupSharon, RowdyRudy and AshleyTheMonkey.
RowdyRudy and i wanted to use the bathroom before leaving.
There was one available.
“You go first,” he said.
“Okay,” i slipped into the same one i’d just used 45 minutes prior to that.
When i wanted to get out, i couldn’t unlock it.
I kept on twisting and turning it this way and that but it just wouldn’t do!
*click*
*click*
*click*click*click*
“Joyce… are you stuck?” I heard RowdyRudy’s voice from outside.
“… Yeah… the stupid lock won’t unlock!”
Then i kept on trying and it’s not like i don’t know how to do it, i’ve been in that exact same bathroom twice!
*click*
*click*click*
“UGH! Stupid lock!!!” i cursed. Shit i remember Ash saying some woman got stuck in here for 20 minutes before and she came out crying -_- “You want me to get someone? Okay i’m going to get help!”
Continuously fiddling whilst he was gone, i realised i was going to be late for my meeting.
-_-
These things just manage to happen to me.
-_-
I heard voices from outside and put my ear to the crack to hear them better.
“Joyce? Joyce? Okay, turn the lock anti-clockwise,” a voice i didn’t recognise spoke out.
“I am turning it anti-clockwise…”
“Are you sure? Turn it anti-clockwise!”
“I know what anti-clockwise is,” i said through gritted teeth.
I could hear RowdyRudy laughing through the door.
Then they asked me to put as much weight as i could on the door.
I leaned on the door as much as i could till my feel were off the ground okay.
Then we tried turning it clockwise.
I tried jiggling.
I tried slowly turning it (gently does it might do the trick, thought i).
I tried turning it while holding at the doorknob simultaneously.
I could hear RowdyRudy telling them i had a meeting.
They kept directing me to turn the lock, turn the lock, they said.
“I KNOW HOW TO TURN THE FUCKING LOCK. IT’S JUST NOT TURNING!”
RowdyRudy laughed and laughed and laughed cos of how i retorted at the patronizing directions.
Then i could AshleyTheMonkey laughing too -_-
Then i heard them saying they’re calling the contractor -_-
Out of the corner of my eye, i saw my reflection rolling my eyes in disbelief back at me.
At least if i need to pee, there’s a toilet right there.
Yeah. What if while you’re peeing, they burst open the door? Haha.
Hmm yeah man, lagi drama.
