Bangkok dangerous!

Tut Tut's, Buckets and ping-pong's:

Bangkok was certainly an experience, staying on Ko San road, (where it appears all the backpackers go) is ideal for location and getting to the bars. Having broken what I can only assume is every safe-travelling rule, I still seem to be alive...just. Pad Thai from street vendors was the staple 3-times-a-day diet, and it was amazing each time, at approximately 30pence for a plate of noodles and (chicken??) who can complain. Buckets of Sam Song, (Rum, coke, red bull, and probably a whole load of other things I dread to imagine, and would make mum send me a ticket to return to the UK) ensured that the nights were a blur, and in some ways that was probably a good thing, to this day we are still all placing bets as to what ACTUALLY happened the night I went walk-abouts for 8 hours in Bangkok and lost my flip-flops, un-deterred, we tut tut it up to a massive shopping mall to buy all the fake boxers watches and clothes we could fit into our already bulging suitcases and rucksacks. Twiggy and I managed to haggle, smile and charm our way with the female watch seller into a drastic reduction on our “U-BOAT” watches, (If you don't know...google it), at approx £2.5k in England we get them for about £50.00. The second evening in Bangkok involves even more drinking (I swear i'm not an alchy....) buckets, beers and well a ping-pong show.. when in Rome ey! And without too much graphic detail (Oma, Mum I know you're reading this) lets just say, darts, balloons and birthday candles can make for an interesting night.

Feeling worse than death, we struggle our way to the airport, and check-in to our flight to Singapore, arriving in Singapore and having bags that weighed almost twice what we started with, we pay the extra baggage costs and check into our flight to Melbourne, and they lose Aileen's bag somewhere between Thailand and Australia, poor her she's been stuck in the same shorts and t-shirt for the last few days.