Bangkok to Nong Khai. It took about twelve hours but I had a sleeper car and nice chats with the security guard and dude who came around and made our beds. I was exhausted cause nothing runs on time, nothing moves quickly, no one moves quickly and you are forced to just sit back and relax cause otherwise I would have gone insane. If this wasn’t Southeast Asia, I probably would have thrown a fit but I kept telling myself that I’m in no hurry to get anywhere and neither was anyone else.
Crossing the Border was fun.
You get off the BKK train, onto another train that’s a fifteen minute ride that takes you to a station to get your visa, then you take either a tuk tuk or mini van, which you have to make friends with other backpackers and get a bunch together to make the ride cheaper. Met a lovely gay couple from, guess where? Astoria Queens! Small world. Awesome folks.
No meat for dinner?
I’ve never really been afraid to eat meat but ever since seeing how they just have it hanging out all day long, takes me a second before I decide to go with meat, unless it’s in a big giant boiling pot of animal parts.