It's amazing what might await a person who simply wants to do a small get away to relax. Upon arrival at my small destination town I dig the crumpled paper with my guesthouse name and approach a Tuk Tuk driver. Ok I lied - I didn't approach a tuk tuk driver, I entered the excited mob who all wanted go give me a ride to my awaiting guest house.
Since I had a good idea (but not a 100% idea) as to where my guesthouse might be located I sorta had in my head how much I would be willing to pay for this little ride. The price in my head and the price given to me did not match. I would maybe pay 30 baht but I'm not even considering 60 baht so I began walking. About half way to my destination I meet more Tuk Tuk drivers - Guess what the price is still 60 baht. And these guys even got a good laugh for our little conversation as I said, "If I knew exactly where the guesthouse was, I'd walk."
Among their laughter they said the equivalent of "You don't know so you can't walk".
Guess what?!
I kept walking!!
Guess what else?
I found the guesthouse very nicely on my own!
As luck would have it, upon arrival at my guesthouse I was ushered up 3 flights of narrow steps. Have I mentioned yet that I have my small pull behind suitcase, and my computer backpack and it's 100degress outside so I'm hot and sweaty and pretty sure all signs of beauty have long disappeared.
Yet what's 3 flights of narrow stairs after dealing with tuk tuk drivers and walking from the bus station. I am starting to wonder when the relaxing will start.
Enter - nice room, complete with a refrigerator larger than my own person fridge at my house and lovely TV Channels. Complete the room with rather mismatched lace curtains and an equally ugly lace table cloth covering the coffee table.
In this particular case I should have looked under the lace before sitting down.
But after 3 flights of stairs a person has to take a load off their feet, right?
Down I went - Then begins the shattering of glass.
I really expected to hear knocking on the door very soon as the noise from that broken table could/should have been heard very far away.
Since no one arrived to check on me I decided to wait until morning and try to explain to the staff why there was much glass spread around their once clean room. But even in the morning by the attitude of the staff you could imagine that they are used to cleaning up glass tabletops. After paying my 600 baht to get it replaced you almost have to wonder if the glass table tops are actually a money making scheme.
Hmmm, I'll have to keep that in mind when planning for my own guest house someday.
The only other thing I managed to break that week was one of the blood red glasses that was kept on top of the LARGE refrigerator. How was I suppose to see that it was partly on the door when I swung the door open.
I wonder if these people ever want to see me again?
I don't give the Tuk Tuk's business and I break things in the guesthouse. What better way to relax?
Since I had a good idea (but not a 100% idea) as to where my guesthouse might be located I sorta had in my head how much I would be willing to pay for this little ride. The price in my head and the price given to me did not match. I would maybe pay 30 baht but I'm not even considering 60 baht so I began walking. About half way to my destination I meet more Tuk Tuk drivers - Guess what the price is still 60 baht. And these guys even got a good laugh for our little conversation as I said, "If I knew exactly where the guesthouse was, I'd walk."
Among their laughter they said the equivalent of "You don't know so you can't walk".
Guess what?!
I kept walking!!
Guess what else?
I found the guesthouse very nicely on my own!
As luck would have it, upon arrival at my guesthouse I was ushered up 3 flights of narrow steps. Have I mentioned yet that I have my small pull behind suitcase, and my computer backpack and it's 100degress outside so I'm hot and sweaty and pretty sure all signs of beauty have long disappeared.
Yet what's 3 flights of narrow stairs after dealing with tuk tuk drivers and walking from the bus station. I am starting to wonder when the relaxing will start.
Enter - nice room, complete with a refrigerator larger than my own person fridge at my house and lovely TV Channels. Complete the room with rather mismatched lace curtains and an equally ugly lace table cloth covering the coffee table.
In this particular case I should have looked under the lace before sitting down.
But after 3 flights of stairs a person has to take a load off their feet, right?
Down I went - Then begins the shattering of glass.
I really expected to hear knocking on the door very soon as the noise from that broken table could/should have been heard very far away.
Since no one arrived to check on me I decided to wait until morning and try to explain to the staff why there was much glass spread around their once clean room. But even in the morning by the attitude of the staff you could imagine that they are used to cleaning up glass tabletops. After paying my 600 baht to get it replaced you almost have to wonder if the glass table tops are actually a money making scheme.
Hmmm, I'll have to keep that in mind when planning for my own guest house someday.
The only other thing I managed to break that week was one of the blood red glasses that was kept on top of the LARGE refrigerator. How was I suppose to see that it was partly on the door when I swung the door open.
I wonder if these people ever want to see me again?
I don't give the Tuk Tuk's business and I break things in the guesthouse. What better way to relax?
