Mie Mie stopped a cab for me to go to the bus station. My friends told me about this strange fact in the night buses in Myanmar: it is insanely cold. I thought I would be prepared to brave the freezing ac with my hoodie, scarf, long pants and socks. It was not enough.
You can be anti or pro Facebook but when it helps you finding in Bangkok some mates that you’ve met on the way, you have to cherish this social media. A simple location post by Thierry made us realized that we could see each other one more time before they fly back home. We all wanted to go to Chatuchak, one of the biggest market in Asia. It was also the occasion for me to try to take the metro for the first time, but not on my own.
Chiang Mai… You are healing my soul and my body.
I’m not that idiot and of course, when I planned to go to Lop Buri, I knew theRe was some ruins and monkeys there, but I promised that I’ve been really shocked by their presence in the city.
I dropped my bag a The Noom Guesthouse which was a really nice place, full of good vibes, with a nice terrace where the customers were spending their days relaxing and observing the outside world on a mattress.
My bedroom was really simple but for 150 THB, I was not complaining. I had everything I needed: a fan and a moskitoes net.
The Wanderlust Queens Project 