My frustrated tuk tuk driver in traffic.
Scenes of the skyline from the roof of my hotel.
Wednesday, April 25th.
I was up early and writing until the prearranged
breakfast time with Will and others from the group. I handed over John’s errant
laptop to April who volunteered to take it to the UK for me as she lives in
London. That will be a much faster and cheaper way to get it back to John.
We all said our goodbyes and best wishes and then I
took a taxi to the airport. The Kathmandu airport is probably the worst I have
been too. Crowded, out dated and run down. I had to wait a couple of hours to
board and then wound up beside the most annoying passenger I have ever sat
beside. He could not sit still, his TV didn’t work which caused him stress and
he was constantly leaning over to my seat to peer between the two seats in
front to see… I don’t know what. He was sitting beside his wife, but her TV
worked so she ignored him. I asked him what his problem was, but he did not
speak English so that went nowhere. Later I saw him come out of the washroom
just a couple of row in front of us, and the stewardess, looking quite
disgusted, asked him to flush the toilet. Can you guess what country he came
from?
The flight was just under three hours. My TV worked
but it kept dropping the signal which made watching the film very annoying, so
I just listened to music.
When I arrived, I got my bag and headed off to catch a
taxi but was intercepted by a woman who told me about the bus that went to the
city centre. It was only 60 bhat which is about $2.50, so I figured it was much
cheaper than a taxi, so I decided to take it. I told her the name of my hotel
and she told me bus S1. I went to the driver who was standing outside and told
him my hotel and he pointed at the bus. I sat on the bus for about 20 minutes
before the driver and a ticket collector got on and we set off. I told the
ticket lady the hotel and she told me to get off at Kohchan (or something like
that) where all the hotels are. The ride took about 45 minutes. When we got there
all the other tourists walked from there to their hotels. I asked a tuk tuk
driver and he told me that the Park Plaza was ‘very far away’. He asked for 400
bhat and we settled for 300 (I had no idea where we were going). The tuk tuks
here are larger, more powerful and sound souped up compared to India. Well
about an hour later and after lots of traffic and a couple of jams, we arrived
at the hotel. I gave him the 400 he asked for because the ride was so long. All
told I spent about as long on the ground getting from the airport to my hotel,
as I did flying from Nepal to Bangkok.
This just reinforced why I much prefer having an
airport pickup. It takes all the hassle and stress (some would say adventure)
out of the process.
I arrived at the hotel and checked in by 9:00. Going
through my bag and sorting things I found my debit card was missing! I had used
it at the airport to withdraw some Thai Bhat, so I either left in the machine,
or on the bus or in the tuk tuk.
I went for a short walk around the area of the hotel
as I had been here back in 2011 and wanted to refresh my memory. Then I
returned and went to bed. I decided to wait until morning to do anything about
the card, as I wanted to look through my stuff one more time and I thought that
maybe the driver might bring my card to the hotel.
Thursday, April 26th.
I sifted through all my stuff looking for the card to
no avail. So I called the TD helpline to cancel the card. I explained to the
agent that I had booked two nights here before I go to the islands for a week
and then I will return to the same hotel. I gave him the address and he checked
it on Google (which he says is never wrong) and he got approval from his boss
to send me a new card. The hotel will sign for it and hold it until I return on
May 5th. Hopefully that will work. If I was going to lose my card, this was the best place to do it as at
least I am here long enough to have another one sent.
I went through my documents for the airport pickup, boat
transfer, and hotel reservation for April 27th. So I went to print
the plane tickets and discovered they were for the 28th! Mad panic,
trying to find who and where I had booked it. It was a 1 800 number and I
couldn’t use Skype to call it, because I didn’t realize it was in Canada. When
I figured that out, the office hours were closed. So I phoned the Bangkok
Airways directly and thankfully they were able to change the flight for no
charge. I guess this illustrates why I use Denise. So, I had the hotel print off
the tickets and the boarding pass and a couple of other flights for later.
Then I went out and found a dental office very close to
the hotel and got an appointment for later. I continued walking looking for
pants. I found a couple of stores and even one that sold the zip off leg
variety, but they were all winter weight material. I have one pair left and was
looking to buy a light weight pair, but no luck. My shoes are also falling apart
so I checked a few shoes stores and actually found one that sold Keen’s, but
they wanted almost $200 for them. So, I gave that a pass too.
I need a visa for Myanmar in couple of weeks, so I
applied for an e-visa on line. I needed to upload a passport photo and didn’t
have one on my computer. So I went down to the lobby and asked them to scan it
for me. They couldn’t figure out how to lasso just the small picture and gave
me full page scans, so I eventually went out to a print shop around the corner
and they did it for me and sent it to me. The visa should be approved in three
business days.
Then I went for the appointment and got my cap glued
back into place. This is the same cap that fell out in Ethiopia and I had
reglued in Sri Lanka $12. This time it fell out in Bhutan reglued in Thailand
for $20. I hope the pants and shoes last and that the cap stays put until I get
home.
When I got back I went up to the roof and relaxed in
the pool before it is closed for a private party. Then I went out for dinner
and returned for a quiet night in my room.
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