Leaving Thailand

Our train finally arrived 4 hours late. We grabbed the first cab, and probably overpaid but he fit all of our bags and us into his sedan taxi and took us right to the hotel. His English was very good, and we were able to ask him a few questions on the way. We checked into our hotel, took quick showers, and headed straight to the Sky Train to head back to Chatuchak. We made the mistake of entering a different way than we had one week prior and were so lost. After aimless wandering for a half hour I threw up my arms in a dramatic Liz way and demanded we stop for lunch before I could continue. After we ate chicken shwarma, we decided to start over and find the entranced we used the previous week and retrace a steps.

It took some time, but eventually found our way and the shopping marathon began. Two hours later, with our arms full and enough baht to get us home we left victorious. We hopped on the sky train and headed back to the hotel. On the train, there was a commercial for a local sushi chain that was running a new year special with miso soup, tempura, and various sushi for 200 baht. Allison and I instantly craved sushi. So when we got to the hotel we tried to find one of the restaurants, but the website was only in Thai. Then we asked the girl at the front desk, who gave us bad directions, so we ended up back at Siam Paragon Mall, which included some Krispy Kreme and dinner at MK Restaurant. This time we ordered all kinds of vegetables, tofu, shrimp, shabu beef, and roasted duck. It was great. We are going to look for a sukiyaki place back home.

Monday morning we chose to sleep in and go down to the hotel for breakfast. Our plane did not leave until 3:30 pm, so we planned to leave the hotel by noon. After breakfast we went upstairs and began to pack for our journey home. We had thought ahead and packed some duffled bags and placed off of our clothes in the duffle and stowed all of our treasures into our more substantial luggage. Everything fit into 3 large wheeled luggages and one soft duffle.  We rolled everything downstairs, caught a taxi, and headed off for home.

The flight home was 3 hours shorter than the flight there. James used my car and picked us up from the airport. It was so nice to not worry about trying to get home. Once we were whisked away from LAX we told James “let’s get dinner. Mexican food please!”  A few fajita platters and margaritas later and we home.

Thailand was amazing. I am so lucky to have the opportunity to travel. If anyone else is planning on moving and would like some state-side visitors, let us know and you might get some Schultz’s at your door.