The summer began like any other for me, I had been working a lot of hours in a new project for months and I was feeling quite worn out, but my hard work was paying off and the project was going well, I needed to let loose, recharge and come back with a fresh outlook and inspiration. A lot of people when they hear about backpackers, they think backpackers are a bunch of lazy young people and scroungers, I just want to let you know before I start, many backpackers are hard workers and are independent at the same time, no-one starts out life as a backpacker. You couldn't really be a backpacker if you are not hard working and resourceful, backpacking is about adventure, surviving on a budget and being street wise. I work very hard and then party even harder.
I have travelled a lot firstly as a kid with my parents doing the usual family holiday thing, then as I got older by myself, the travel bug is definitely in my blood, I mostly stayed in nice cushy Hotels. I discovered backpacking accommodation through a couple of old school mates and now I am some what of a seasoned backpacker.
I spent a bit of time on the internet checking out places I wanted to go and seeing what I could get up to, I sent a few emails to some mates that were already on the road and arranged to meet up with them, I booked my airline ticket which was quite a bargain for a direct flight. I packed up the usual essentials loads of T-shirts, some Jeans, Shorts, and some other bits and bobs, not forgetting my stomach upset tablets and deodorants, I never leave home without them, then I was off.
I should have realised that this summer was going to be a bit different because as soon as my bus came I could tell this was going to be a summer to remember. On the Bus sitting on the back seats were these two big guys, they seemed to be friends because they kept calling each other Brov, but they were having a very heating discussing which soon turned into a very loud argument about some girl, which was no surprise. The bus driver was not impressed and refused to continue until they got off the bus. Of course they refused, then other people in the bus began to complain and tell the guys to get off the bus too. Everyone was getting more and more wound up and no-one would back down, the driver would not move the bus, the two guys wouldn't get off the bus and everyone else was pi**ed off. In the end the guys got off bus and I finally made it to the airport.
Check in was quite quick for a change but it only meant I had more time waiting for my flight, on the other side, walking around browsing the usual shops at the airport that don't really do it for me. I settled myself down with a couple of drinks, my IPod and my book, the time went by quickly once I relaxed. The flight was uneventful I slept most of the way, so the long flight didn't seem too bad, I got off the flight the following morning at Bangkok Airport and picked up my heavy backpack, after what felt like a lifetime of watching the same conveyor belt go round and round. This was one of my many trips to
it was almost like I had never left. Bangkok is a starting place for many backpackers on their way to many countries in South East Asia, Far East possibly Australia, in my case I was staying in Bangkok Hotelfor few days, and heading to Chiang Mai in the North and from there to Burma or now called Myanmar. I have never been to
before so I was quite excited and looking forward to the challenge.
Backpacking adventure part two read more.