The first time I got stuck in another province…
The weekend didn’t exactly start out as planned though. I was supposed to make my way to Saraburi, pronounced Salaburrri by Thais. I had a transfer in Nakhon Sawan, but I missed the last bus to Saraburi by an hour which meant I was stuck. I was also stuck without my lonely planet so I had no idea where to go or where to stay.
After wandering around on my own, I went back to the station to try and get some help. “Yes,” said the policeman when I asked if he spoke English. He only knew the word yes, because then he flagged down a few students in Thai to help me find my way. These girls were a blessing. They brought me to a hotel nearby that had wifi so I could use my iPhone to find out about the area. The hotel was fairly expensive relative to Thai standards but worth every baht. Before it got to late I went wandering at Sawan Park only a short walk away.
Since I was on my own I thought it might be wise to stay at the hotel after the sun went down. Wandering a big city without a phone isn’t exactly safe. I took a nice hot shower and curled up with a book in my king size bed- ok it was two twins pushed together so it was the Thai-style king bed. I heard loud booms shortly after and saw bright colors illuminating the sky. Fireworks in the sky right outside my room. Being stuck was not so bad.
The next morning I took the early bus to Saraburi. I was on my way to a Thanksgiving feast with some awesome people :O)