It's been an eventful 8 day journey with two of my friends, across the Malaysian and Thai borders. (the very first incident started with my bus breaking down even before we met up at Queens street to take the cab into Malaysia)
Squeezing a total of 5 cities into this trip alone, I'd daresay this has been the most happening event for this year.
Surprisingly, there was plenty to learn from this trip.
Environments bring out the best or worst in people,like being in a developed country made me feel so jittery, the tighter the security, the more unsafe I felt. Whereas taking the 10 hour ride from Hat Yai to Surat Thani on a seasoned train was entirely refreshing despite the fact that yes we were dying to reach our destination in the final hour. People were nice and helpful, unlike the cold looks you'd see everyday as a city girl. The scenery as the train ambled past, so close to nature and unpretentious, We waved to some people working in the fields, and they waved back. Simple things like these warm the heart up so much.
We'd been scammed a couple of times(tuk tuk driver doped us into thinking they'd send us off to the ferry point to get to Koh Samui but instead ushered us out 5 mins later to meet another lady who then sold us means of transport for the rest of the journey), but my friend told us to just pass it off as charity. Back home, my dad would say just pretend you gave it to beggars. I think I prefer my friend's way of saying it.
And there was an instance where this driver started scolding me for almost having my knees touch his precious garlands he had gotten from a temple for good luck(well I'm sorry I was born with grasshopper legs), and he was going overboard(I really thought so) scolding me. The usual me would have already radiated a murderous vibe and gone into a sulk,imagining all horrible scenes possible where I'd beat the pulp of this crude man, but instead I forbade myself to get angry over such an uncouth person and went all far deep into the galaxy telling myself that this is an important step to a successful life(you must never let such people who belt out lowly acts in an attempt to ruin your day/bring you down, smile and change your perspective, learn something from this incident instead). Well yea, I certainly do know what the dried flowers are for now and know how much it means to the Thai people.
But of course there were the nice ones too. People who came to our aid without expecting rewards in return. An Irish couple came to our rescue and checked our car out (apparently the battery died when we accidentally left the headlights on and went to party). A very nice girl who wanted to pay for our drink on the train (3 of us hopeless pigeons had no clue what the seller was saying), and then later giving us a train schedule(not that we'll need it anymore but it was a nice gesture nonetheless). And definitely everyone who have been very patient with our never ending questions (especially to the boy who worked at Tropical Garden Lodge in Koh Samui)
I had a fair bit of cultural exchange with my friends too, it's so cute that we happened to be from 3 different races. Got a bit of a shock at how my friends reacted when they accidentally had pork bun (they are Muslims by the way) and couldn't help but feel very guilty for being Chinese and suddenly wishing pork never existed to as to save my friends from the trouble of having to check if any food contained traces of my pink, bouncy friend.
And then there's the fun stuff too, like hiking up to the waterfalls and stuff. But let's wait for the pictures to do the talking. I'm actually still reflecting on this adventure but my brain's been awfully slow ever since I got back, like some old kettle that goes "put put put". And I sleep like a granny,(dozing off everywhere)
Is it me getting old or is the my sleep debt knocking at the door (mum told me my eye bags were terrible the moment she saw me when I came home)?
I hope it's the latter :(((