As much as I would have liked to never see the inside of the hospital in Vientiene again, alas I had to return to get my horrible stitches taken out and make sure I was healing up without infection. It had been about 10 days since I had been traumatized by the hospital and it was a long 10 days of trying to keep the wound dry and clean when its hotter than hades and feels like a sauna. I left Luang Prabang and went straight from the bus station to the hospital not knowing what kind of new trauma I was about to experience. I was able to get the stitches out relatively easy without having to exchange too much English and lots of sign language. When he showed me the gauze that was sewn into the stitches it was about the nastiest looking thing I had ever seen. He removed the stitches and I took a picture of the top of my head so I could get a first look at this gash on top of my dome. It didn’t look pretty but it wasn’t as grotesque as I imagined……yet! (more…)
On the Road (to recovery) Again…..in Laos October 29, 2010
I took the first bus back in the morning and was planning to meet up with the Holland boys, Harriet and the Irish gals. I ran into the Irish gals first and they were all getting ready to go tubing so I dropped my bags at their place and made the split decision to return to the river with them but NOT drink and try to walk from each bar to the next as much as possible. I was hoping that by returning to the scene of the head cracking incident I would remember what had happened. I taped plastic over my head to cover the stitches and put a bandanna over that and off we went. I was a little nervous when we got into the river but I kept my head well above the water and stuck close to the sides.
I ran into a bunch of people who were there the day of my accident and strangers were coming up to me all day long retelling the story of how they had seen me nearly die in front of them. The one I was most interested in was the video taper that records people swinging off the rope swings all day and replays them each night at QBar. Pride told me that he had caught the entire accident on video but he erased it because he didn’t want footage of a girl dying. The video was played that night at QBar and after showing me and Shannon dropping in the water, the tape just cut off. (more…)
I Lost My Mind Tubing in Laos October 26, 2010
The bus ride to Laos was an interesting journey. We were set to leave at 5pm and a Vietnamese man came and grabbed me, Harriet, Pride and Rainbow from in front of the hostel and took us to the street where we had to wait for another hour for a van to pick us up to take us all around the city in one big circle to pick up 2 guys down the street from where we were picked up. During this time it began pouring down rain out of the clear skies. So the van driver dropped us with our luggage off in the middle of nowhere pouring rain underneath a cement structure with electrical wires shooting off sparks about 15 feet away.
It was popped and making so much noise I thought for sure something was going to explode. It was so strange and there were about 15 of us all wondering when our bus was going to finally appear. After about an hour the sleeper bus shows up and we all run over and it is half filed with Vietnamese people and the remaining seats are for us. After some crazy shuffling around we all got a bed. They were double stacked and 3 across with some people in the middle. One of the craziest buses I have ever seen. We were really packed in there tight. I had a Vietnamese woman sleeping right next to me for at least half of the 20-hour ride to Vientiane. (more…)
I cant be asked/arsed to remember all these names…. October 19, 2010
2 days later, I felt like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day as I stood in the line to check into my 6am flight to Hanoi to meet back up with Kirsty, Ed and Sarah. Only this time, I had gotten my Vietnam visa sorted out in Bangkok and was going to actually get on the flight!
I had waited long enough to finally be able to step off the plane and say those 3 words. GOOD MORNING VIETNAM! I met a super cool English chick named Pippa waiting to board, ended up sitting in the seat next to her and then we were both heading to Hanoi Backpackers Hostel to meet up with other people. It worked out nice and made it a better travel journey to chat it up with Pippa until we arrived. I was able to get into the same dorm room as Kirsty and the place was absolutely packed. Completely booked and seething with partying backpackers. I had no idea how much drinking was going to be taking place in the next couple of days. (more…)
Back to Koh Phangan to dance under the full moon with 20,000 people October 17, 2010
I got the morning ferry back to Koh Phangan and was so stoked to be get to stay with my new England friend Kirsty and FINALLY see the full moon party. I was intending to head straight for the hospital to see about my infection on my ankle, but made a split second decision to stop at the pharmacy and see if they had the antibiotic my mom had suggested for skin infections. They had it and I bought a couple of packs and took the first dose and called my mom, waking her up as it was close to midnight in Oregon for her advise. I didn’t want to go to a doctor if at all possible so after speaking to her I decided to take it for a day or two and see if it got better. I headed off to Coco Bungalows where I was meeting Kirsty and sneaking into her room to avoid having to pay extra. (more…)
Irrational fear of drowning with a side of a skin infection October 7, 2010
I watched Scott’s boat get smaller and smaller and felt a moment of sadness that he was gone. But when I got on the boat for Koh Tao, I immediately met a really cool guy who worked for one of the dive shops in Koh Tao called Easy Divers….sounded pretty reasonable and I liked the name! I agreed to walk to the shop with him when we arrived and I promptly passed out for the ride since I had barely slept the night before. When we arrived and I checked out Easy Divers in person, everything sounded good and I wouldn’t have to do too much walking which was good because I was nursing some wounds on my feet and legs from the past week. I checked right into my bungalow and was set to begin my PADI open water dive course that afternoon. I had pretty much planned to get my dive certification in Koh Tao and get some rest after so much going on the past 2 weeks. The moment I was in my bungalow alone, it hit me that I was actually alone for the first time in nearly 3 weeks. Then I really missed Scott for a bit until I went off to my scuba class and was distracted by the ridiculously exaggerated film I had to watch to get started. (more…)
Last Few Days with Scott and new friends in Koh Phangan October 1, 2010
Sure enough, Scott and I were in for one hell of a day of travel starting with a tuk-tuk ride in the rain jam-packed full of people and huge rucksacks. I was in the corner and the bags piled all around me. We all made bets as to how many backpackers they were going to try to fit in back. I was guessing 8 and I’m pretty sure we ended up with 7 which means 7 backpacks as well! The rest of the journey was fairly uneventful and after a bus ride and a ferry ride, we arrived in Koh Phangan sometime in the late afternoon.
We had a ride waiting to take us to our resort near the pier where we arrived right on the beach with a nice pool and pool bar. Scott and I didnt waste anytime to head into Haad Rin and see what this known party island had in store for us. (more…)