After being home in Adelaide for a few days, I was ready to pack up my small amount of essential belongings (the number of belongings deteriorating due to selling everything on ebay for travel funds), and venture out again, this time, to Thailand. After sitting a few tests and submitting a few assignments for uni, I found myself jet setting off on the cheapest Air Asia flight imaginable, eating only my pre packed nuts to sustain me until I arrived (no food supplied on the plane obviously). I was to spend a mere 10 days backpacking around the south of Thailand. “But Nikki how are you meant to see another country and truly experience their culture in only 10 days?” you may ask. Well, this is where careful planning, meeting people with better plans, and then throwing your shitty plans out of the window, comes in.
Now as a person who has never been to an Asian country before (Airports and day trips excluded), getting off the plane at 10pm in Phuket was a bit of a shock to the system. We were dropped on Bangla road at “Kool backpacker hostel,” where we had pre booked 1 night simply out of the hilarity of the hostel name. It was here that the tsunami of thai people attempting to sell me crappy merchandise and tickets to ping pong shows, hit. I fumbled my way through the sea of drunken tourists and majestic lady boys, offering a “so sorry not today” or a “I really am quite sorry but I must go” to these people, before my well travelled backpacking bud taught me how to ignore them; just walk past, perhaps say “No” once, but simply continue on your way.