The End

Our last day. The end of two months travelling four countries in Southeast Asia. Tonight at 4AM we will be picked up, taken to Bangkok airport, and we will fly home.

The day began with rain, but the bad weather was over after breakfast. Rachelle had a more conventional waffles and fruit, whereas I went for burger and chips. I've never had that for breakfast before. The rest of the morning and early afternoon were spent wandering around the streets looking at market stalls and shops to pick up a few last things. Then we rode in a Tuk-Tuk to the Siam Paragon. It's the place we saw Harry Potter in the big shopping mall. To be honest, we pretty much did the same things we did last time we were at the mall. We ate Burger King, looked around the shops and went to the cinema. The film watched was Transformers 3. Rachelle wanted to see The Deathly Hallows Part II again, but I recommended something to make the mall experience ever so slightly different from last time. Transformers wasn't very good in my opinion; lacked a good story. It was all just action sequences. Maybe we should have just watched Harry Potter again.

Our last ever Tuk-Tuk ride in Southeast Asia took us back to the guesthouse. It was dinner time and we ate at a restaurant called The Macaroni Club. The last time we ate there was, in fact, the first time we ate on our trip. When we landed in Bangkok, two months ago, The Macaroni Club was our first Asian dining experience, and now it's also our last. I had Thai Yellow Curry. Rachelle and I spent most of the time being sad about having to leave this world behind us.

The flight is at 6:50AM, but with the taxi to the airport leaving at 4AM, it made sense to us to try and stay awake through the night. Hopefully, this would also help us get over jet lag when back in England. To end the trip then, we went to Khaosan Road, to a bar; yet, it wasn't the conventional kind. A wooden kiosk with plastic chairs in front of it, and foldable tables, plonked on the pavement. Rachelle ordered a cocktail that she didn't like and I had myself a Chang beer. An Asian girl on the table next to us asked Rachelle something about a photograph. It was loud so we couldn't hear, but assumed she wanted us to take a photograph of her and her friends, so we said yes. Then the girl leaned in towards Rachelle and her friends took a photograph of the two of them. Asians taking photographs of Rachelle has happened too many times over the past two months with no explanation as to why. Therefore, we took our last opportunity to ask. The Asian girl said it's because Rachelle is so beautiful. So there you have it; mystery solved. I should have known.

The Asian girl turned out to be weird after talking with her. In her defence, she was probably just drunk, but we decided to leave the kiosk bar and go to a real bar. Rachelle and I shared a jug of Chang beer. We watched the Khaosan Road at night. It's full of intoxicated westerners and Asians alike. When it was really late, we hung out in our guesthouse room until it was time to take the taxi to the airport.

We left Bangkok in the night. The trip ended. Our time as travellers is over, and I will never ever forget it. And that's that.