We made it to Thailand.
It was a mere 32 hours of travel.
I’m not even kidding. There was a 15-hour plane ride in there and a few 6-hour layovers. But I figure as long as you make it to your destination, you can call it a win. We are #winning.
So far Emilia has been stung by a jellyfish, we took a mud bath with elephants, and I’ve had massages that made me question if I’d ever walk again, yet were somehow enjoyable at the same time.
We’re currently on the island of Koh Phangan. We’re here for a week, then we head to Angkor Wat in Cambodia for a few days.
Then on to Chiang Mai, Chiang Rai, Nan, Bangkok.
So far Thailand has been a whirlwind of noodles (appropriate for any meal of the day, so pad thai for breakfast is a delicious reality), temples (see above), Russians (I heard more Russian than Thai in Phuket), and sunburn (please pass the aloe).
Just as you might expect.
Follow along at What Would Turners Do.
I’ll try to keep the thong pictures to a minimum.