I have been on countless overnight buses, but one stands out from it all. I had only been backpacking for a few weeks on my first solo trip around the world and was heading towards Bangkok from Koh Samui. I had an amazing time travelling Malaysia for about a month before travelling to Thailand. I didn’t know what to expect of Thailand. I feared that it was ruined by tourism, but I had heard so many good things about Thailand, that I was still hopeful. My start in Thailand wasn’t the best, especially the overnight bus was tough. Read more about this bus ride here.
A bad start
I started in Koh Phi Phi, but it wasn’t really my thing. It was beautiful, sure, but in opinion it has turned into a party place, where a lot of travellers didn’t respect the culture or the locals for that matter. So I headed to Koh Samui, another placed I had heard great things about, but I ended up spending most of my time alone because there weren’t really any backpackers near, only old men looking for a young Thai girlfriend. As you might have guessed I didn’t spend much time in Southern Thailand.
The worst bus ride ever
I booked a overnight bus to Bangkok to get away from the Islands. It turned out to be the worst bus ride I would ever take. The bus ride went pretty smoothly during the day. At midnight we had a stop at a restaurant in the middle of nowhere while the staff prepared the bus for the night. After a while we got back into the bus and everyone tried to get some sleep. The woman next to me told me to lock my back with a padlock, because one of her friend had money stolen during a night bus to Bangkok.
Almost getting robbed
I was having a hard time falling asleep. The bus ride wasn’t bumpy or anything, I just couldn’t sleep, I don’t know why. After hours of struggling I was almost falling a sleep when I felt a hand at my foot. A little Thai guy was underneath the seat in front of my and was checking all the bags for money. I just started kicking his hand, I didn’t really know what to do. I warned the people around me and was unable to sleep for the rest of the drive.
The long walk through Bangkok
An hour and a half later we arrived in Bangkok. I hadn’t booked any accommodation, but I knew the name of a hostel near Khao San Road or at least that’s what I thought. I asked a police officer and was pointed a direction away from the street. They told me it was going to be a long way, but I insisted on walking. I asked a few other Thais and everyone pointed me in the same direction. In the end I ended in an area with quite expensive hotels. That couldn’t be right. I walked back and asked another Thai but was pointed in the same direction. I thought I might had been mistaken about the hotel, perhaps my hostel was just a bit further. It wasn’t. I was tired, exhausted and lost in the middle of Bangkok. I walked back and passed a group of Thai men and two English backpackers. I guess it was easy to see my frustration, because the group called me over and asked if I needed help. All the sudden I was holding a beer in my hand and watched the sunrise while the Thai men help me find the address for the hostel and found a taxi driver, who knew the place. It might not have a perfect start to the story, but it has a perfect happy ending
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