So let’s recap, I got into a cab in Khaosan Road; I fade out, and
I magically appeared at the doorsteps of Kraivin’s house. I somehow manage to
get myself in, and have a conversation with his mother. I fade out again and I
wake up.
Kraivin and I started talking about last night and things started
coming back to me. Kraivin asked, “How’d you get back home?”
I answered, “I wish I knew the story too… oh wait!” I paused, “The
cab driver didn’t drop me off close by; I had to walk some ways to get here.”
Kraivin’s response, “Oh shit really!”
Oh shit really was right. I remember getting woken up in a cab,
and not being ripped off! I managed to keep all my organs too (I figured he didn’t
want my liver anyways)! I paid the appropriate amount of 120 baht, and got out
to throw up in the middle of, what felt like nowhere, sitting on a bench. I
threw up a lot. I didn’t recognize the area, but than again, I don’t recognize
a lot when I’m hammered. I really wanted to get home! Determination is key
children; this is how it’s done!
I walked down the biggest road in the area (I figured Kraivin’s
neighborhood is big enough that it would lead me there), and decided to try
couple alleys to see if there were shortcuts into his subdivision. No such
luck. I don’t remember how long or how far I’ve walked, but it seemed long and
far. I really have no idea what the walk was like…
To preface the miracle of finding Kraivin’s house, before you can
enter his subdivision, you go over a decent size hill and the gate to it is
just right passed the hill. Kraivin and I started our Saturday (July 27, 2013)
touristy stuff in Bangkok, and as we were going over that hill then I
remembered. Holy Shit (Jacob style), this is how I got home. I kept walking
into things, alleys, and doors. I really wanted to walk straight, but I
couldn't. Suddenly I came upon this hill, and I thought home sweet home!
Things are never as easy as it seems... I got myself through the
gate and proceeded to walk to the house. I knew it was a straight shot passes
the gate, but I really had no idea what the house looked like or the number of
his house. I struggled for what it felt like an eternity. I did have a card
with the address on it, but clearly, I was in no state to read, and that bitch
was in Thai... I don’t know how far I got into the subdivision before the guard
stopped me and spoke Thai to me (We are back in China again, I hate language
barriers). I just handed him the card Kraivin wrote on, and the next thing I
somewhat consciously remember is me on a motorcycle with the guard to the
correct destination. I do a breaking and entering through the glass sliding
doors and I was in.
A short conversation with his mom and I was asleep. Oh yeah and I
woke the next day with two girls in my bed; it was Kraivin’s friends, and he
invited them over and let them sleep in my bed… That’s all that I remember of
that night.
So Saturday touristy stuff, we went to Wat Pho! The reclining
Buddha was there, and he was huge! After the majesty of the temple, we took a
tutu to a small port, and we hopped on a little boat and went out for a ride
through what looked like the real Bangkok. It was just Kraivin and I, and the
boat went from the main river through a smaller stream and back in an hour!
Very peaceful and fun! I saw houses on stilts, temples, and people. The ride
showed the very raw side of Bangkok, and of course after a trip like that the
second port we get off on is a lot more touristy!
There we grabbed lunch! I had Pad Thai in Thailand! It was
definitely better there than any Thai restaurant I’ve been to in the States!
We headed back home for a nap and a night out!
I woke up and met Kraivin’s best friend Toby!
We went back out to Khaosan road, and this time I’m pretty sober!
Same Kim’s bar and we met friends from the night before (the ones I remember),
and we started drinking. I decided to try and walk down this road again. I
didn’t remember much of it from the night before I realized… As I’m walking
guess what I find!!! An Amy Winehouse tank top! My life was complete, and so
after this purchase, Kraivin, his friends, and I head over to a club on Khaosan
Road, and I danced my ass off! Next destination was a different club called
Whipped with different friends of Kraivin. We had a table and drinks, so we
danced our ass off there and came back home! That was day 2 in Bangkok. I know
a lot of people are waiting for the sorry that traumatized Kraivin and even me,
that’s in the next part…
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