I arrived at Bangkok airport at around 12.30pm. Knowing that I had to catch airport bus number 3 I made my way outside. The heat hit me and my backpakc sunddenly seemed twice as heavy as it had done at home! It was also twice the size of everyone elses - (whoops!) Stories of touts outside pulling you this way and that were not true - on the plane I was dreading walking outside. But I simply bought my bus ticket and waited for bus no.3. After 10 mins of sweating buckets my bus arrived. The driver asked where I was going and made a tally on his pad, I stupidly assumed he would tell when it was my stop - no such luck! I struggled to keep my eyes open but was so scared that I would miss my stop, it was all in vain after the first stop the bus pulled away as I noticed the street my hostel was on....panic! The bus then didn't stop for another 20 mins, we were miles away by then! By a stroke of luck a lad from portsmouth had also missed the stop and so we shared a cab back to Sukhimvit Road.
I recognised the hostel from the photgraphs I had seen It is so so lovely. Traditionally Thai with lanterns hangong in the street and and candles burning and tiny waterfalls dotted around. A lady showed me to my room. At first I was unsure what to do and wished someone was with me. I decided I just had to go for it and or I would be too scared to leave my room. I just walked and walke dtaking everything in and ended up at the World Trade Centre - although I didn't know it at the time. There was a Singha beer festival on so i got myself a beer and sat down to watch an Eninem lookie likie band playing. I got talking to some people and stayed for a while but was tired and the beer was going straight ot my head so I caught the skytrain back to the hostel.
I had a few drinks with some people at the hostel and a guy that I had emaile from the Bootsnall website and hit the sack - it was a very long day....