Part 1: I just want to go home…

There are times I wonder if I’m literally the shittiest person in this universe. Mainly because karma’s out to get me. Although honestly… I’m just a stinky trash pile human being really.

But this day Morgan and I had in Bangkok – it was the icing on the cake, the cherry on top. Really just the bees knees.

Our day started off great. We went to Chatuchak Market and bought some souvenirs for our coworkers, ate some delicious, diarrhea-inducing Pad Thai (I swear all I ate during this trip was Pad Thai), and just had a FIRE time in general.

Both of us thought “Wow! This is such a perfect way to end our Thailand trip. We’ve got tons of snack-o’s and we even bought souvenirs.” But when we got back to the hostel… holy shit… when we got back to the hostel shit just went. down. the. drain.

Literally.

I was taking a nice Pad Thai poop in the bathroom when I realized that it would probably be a good idea to make sure which airport we were flying out from because I had… Well, I had no idea.

Honestly, you should just ask Morgan. The amount of times I’ve taken the two of us to the WRONG spot because of my direction-less self is pretty embarrassing. There was that time we tried going for a Diwali function in Gwangju and the “party” ended up being in the middle of some creepy abandoned alleyway. In the middle of the road. That time when we were trying to find a pizza place and I took us to an abandoned construction site. Oh and that time where we were trying to find a huge shopping mall and I took us to some sports complex on the outskirts of the city.

Anyways! So I checked which airport we were supposed to go to. But then I noticed something. Just a small but very important detail.

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You see those dates? Yeah those ones that say Departure: March 5th and Arrival: March 6th? The thing is… they’re WRONG.

March 5th is a Monday. A ‘first day of the week’ kind of Monday. A ‘Morgan and I have to go to work’ kind of Monday. A ‘holy shit our bosses are going to be so pissed if we don’t show up’ kind of Monday. We were supposed to fly out of Bangkok on the 3rd – a Saturday.

So I forget that I still have to pee, pull my shorts up, and scramble upstairs like a chicken with its head cut off. I stop in the middle of the room and (according to Morgan) in the most panic-stricken voice tell her that “we have a serious problem”.

But see this is just the beginning. From there, our night was a frenzy of problems-after-problems. A relentless foreigner obsessed boy, credit cards mysteriously failing and about 12 other asinine issues.

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Before we get into the next part of this arduous story in Part 2 …

has anything insanely crazy happened to you while travelling? Leave a comment or email us at alieneatingblog@gmail.com and let us know! That way Morgan and I can feel a bit better about our complete stupidity and inability to do anything properly.

Peace out, Prachi out.

23 thoughts on “Part 1: I just want to go home…

  1. You are too funny girl. I love your casual writing style. I write my blog in a casual voice too (hate people who think they want to sound all studious and fancy). Trust me, I’ve had my fair share of crap airlines also. Don’t get me started. You are not alone 😉

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  2. oh man, that’s rough lol. We had a pretty rough time in the Tokyo airport once. I still have flashbacks of running down one of those moving sidewalks while a man from one of the airlines yelled something at us in Japanese because we had been moved to a different connecting flight without our knowledge, of course, one that was leaving RIGHT NOW haha. I was pretty bummed because a.) this girl doesn’t run and b.) I was so excited to see the Tokyo airport and got to spend like 5 minutes there. Boo lol. Oh well.

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    1. That’s crazy! So scary to have people yell at you in a foreign language! Side note: if it’s the Narita airport its mega lame. The other one might be great though, hope you get to visit again with ample time to spare!

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  3. I had a rough time at the airport on my first trip to NYC. Everything was fine, but I stressed myself out thinking I was going to miss my flight, I had never booked a ticket before and the long lines and stuff made me worry, so I learned to always come a couple hours before departure!

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  4. I feel you girl! I was on the same shitty situation in HK. We went to eat one last time on our favorite noodle house and we did not make it to our flight. We were in the airport and no money. Good thing family member booked us a flight back. Haha!

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    1. Oh my, it’s the worst right? We felt so bad having our friend book an expensive flight but, ya girls gotta go to work! Glad (or maybe not) to hear that it happens to other people too 🙂

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  5. My God, it feels like you’re stranded, doesn’t it? Happened to me once. I had my hotel reservations done for a week and I reach the hotel and they say my reservations are for after two months. Imagine standing in a foreign country and figuring where you are going to sleep! Luckily, it was a technical fault and was sorted out after an hour or so.

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  6. Oh gosh, I would have been in panic mode too. We once nearly missed our flight at it was a 3:40AM flight and we thought it was 3:40pm the next day, luckily we were checking everything in the evening while packing and had to quickly rush to get to the airport after packing our bags x

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    1. Haha yep! You’re so frazzled you just dump everything in your bags hoping you got everything. Then when you get home and open up your bag it’s this big humongous mess that just topples out of the bag and sits in a corner for weeks lol.

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  7. Oh my goodness, this post brought back memories of a trip I took by car last year. I had a new car, mentioning this for a reason, and decided to take the kids out of town for a vacation. I ran over a metal pipe thing in the road and it went through my tires and my rims, front and back. I had to have a family member come there to take me around trying to find rims. Because my car was new, there weren’t even rims available for the model anywhere. So it was going to take a week or weeks to get there and the entire ordeal was a bombed out mess, lol. I was so glad to get home with my car.

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    1. Oh my god! That sounds like an absolute nightmare and a half! Especially when you’re with your kids, I bet. Good to know everything worked out in the end lol – I love being able to have crazy, nightmarish memories to laugh about after a trip. It’s always a good time to look back on it.

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  8. Wow, this is one of the reasons why I am a bit scared of planes and flight and long distance travelling! I hate when things are unpredictable, this was a very candid style of writing and I LOVE it. Thanks for sharing. 🙂

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    1. It’s always scary and the worst thing that could happen when you’re in the midst of it! After everything is said and done though it just becomes a funny memory and fades to the back of your mind when you think of all the other amazing things you saw and ate (especially ate) during your trip. 🙂

      Glad you enjoyed our post and I hope we didn’t scare you away from travelling!!

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