So I believe that I left off my last story mentioning that Tim and I were going back to the guest house for a couple hours of sleep before waking up and taking the next bus out of Bangkok. I lied.
We found ourselves back in our guesthouse, still a bit rattled from just having been arrested. Sleep was the last thing on our minds. “Let’s go get some beers for the bus ride.” Tim suggests. “Now?” I inquire in an incredulous tone.
It’s not even seven
o’clock in the morning and the sun came up less than an hour ago. I’ve been awake for about 24 straight hours, I just got off a plane seven hours ago, and this guy thinks I’m down to get drunk a SECOND time in the span of six hours? Damn right I am.
Tim packs his shit, we check out of the hotel where I paid ten bucks for his two nights’ stay (I now have a little more than 30 dollars to my name until I can get my ATM card working again, for the record), and we head down the road to the nearest travel agent to get a bus ride set up to get us close to our destination of Koh Chang island.







