October 23 – 25, 2015

October 23

Our first night in Rome was super memorable. Not only did we get to see 1000s of years of history in one view, but our bus driver Rocco broke the rules, and we caught a private glimpse of Vatican City at night. Dinner was at a restaurant next to the Coliseum, and some of our bus caused a ruckus in the hotel lobby.


My favourite place in Rome.


Vatican City at night


October 24

For some reason I’ve always thought that the Sistine Chapel was also the main church in Vatican City. My ideas and thoughts about Italy were a little warped because of the movie Eurotrip. I was happy to know that some of the facts that I learned from the movie were true, but I was also happy we had the most informative tour guide ever. Learning about Michaelangelo’s struggles to paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, paired with an explanation of the paintings, made the experience that much better.



The Sistine Chapel

The ceiling of the Sistine Chapel is not supposed to be photographed, however, someone on my tour decided to break the rules a little bit. He was probably one of the few who didn’t get caught and yelled at.


Vatican City

By the time we were finished with our tour, the line for the Vatican Museum and Sistine Chapel were SUPER long. A couple people on our tour witnessed a live mugging which made me realize that some people in this world just plain suck. Tourists come from all over the world to see such beautiful sites, and a couple of people ruin it by stealing all of their possessions.

The Coliseum was surprisingly not as busy as I thought it would be, but pretty spectacular to finally see in person. Visiting sights you’ve seen in movies and on tv is a really cool experience – like the fountain from Angels & Demons. It’s also interesting to see in person because you realize that movies most definitely skew reality – there were definitely people crowding the fountain, there’s no way nobody would’ve helped Tom Hanks.


The Pantheon

October 25

The airport in Rome is super strange. Being Terminal 3, we said our goodbyes to our fellow bus-mates, headed to one of the tiniest terminals I’ve seen, took a shuttle bus, only to be reunited with our friends at the main terminal… I had my last caprese salad and it was already time to board the plane.

The end of a trip is always bittersweet. You’re sad because you have to leave, but you’re also happy to sleep in your own bed again. After a hectic and busy busy trip, I was a little excited to get back to my regular schedule again.

Thank you to all of the amazing people I met, stories I learned and even though I’ve already done so a million times, (I know they’re definitely reading this) thank you to my parents for the amazing experience.



Goodbye backpacking.


Instead of walking down the beach we decided to eat breakfast at our hostel’s restaurant – it wasn’t completely terrible.

Our planned adventure for the day was to visit Koh Lanta National Park with Sarah and Mehr, but Mehr had heat stroke so she opted to stay home. Our first challenge was to find a way there…

We walked 10 mins in the hot hot sun to the 7 ELEVEN to grab snacks and a picnic lunch for the day. We asked the cashiers to call us a taxi. Being in Thailand they obviously had no idea what we were talking about. After a huge language barrier they told us to walk down the road and find a taxi or Tuk Tuk. Eventually we found a man willing to take us to the park for cheap (1,500 baht for the 4 of us, so $56 CDN), however, the Tuk Tuk wasn’t strong enough (or big enough – we were basically sitting knee to knee) so we had to travel back to his house to get his van. The van was the only vehicle that was able to climb the hills apparently. We chose not to bike there – throughout our trip we had seen at least 5 people injured because of motorbike accidents.



The ride there was super bumpy with huge hills. I was super thankful we decided not to bike there or I’d probably still have a scar from falling.


When we first got there we were told about a 2km hike on a nature trail so we grabbed some water, saw a Komodo Dragon (casual) and headed to the trail. We were warned about monkeys trying to steal our things.


The nature trail was super hot and we accidentally hiked it backwards – we had steep steps going up, but a pretty easy way down. We learned some things about the trees and plants that I honestly can’t remember…


The world’s most awkward photo.


1512400_10152865272568857_1509616929595928588_nAfter the walk we asked someone to take our photo, Jordan, and it turned out he’s from the States – Colorado to be specific. He had been working at basketball camp in Thailand for a while, and was about to head back to the States. He asked to join us because he hadn’t actually hung out with females in a while.


We headed to the “lookout” part of the park that was next to an old lighthouse. It had one of the prettiest views I’ve ever seen.


The views in Koh Lanta, rather, the views in Krabi in general were just stunning. The islands so green, the water so blue.

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After taking in the view and some pictures, we headed for the park’s beach. The beach was a lot better than the one by our hostel. The sand was sandier. The water was bluer. Calmer. Just everything about this park (minus the klepto monkeys) was great.



We headed back to the hostel and Jordan followed us back to play frisbee. He was brave and chose to motorbike everywhere. Part of our deal with the Tuk Tuk driver was to stay at the park while we were there, and pay him afterwards so we felt bad and bought him a Sprite – it was the LEAST we could do.

Frisbee, reading, swimming, reading and more tanning. It was a good day. We did our last beach yoga session at sunset and got ready for dinner.

Dinner was at the “Moonwalk.” A restaurant with cheap beer, great smoothies and okay food. We hung by the pool after dinner, chatted and then we were done for the night. My adventure was basically over but it ended on a high note.

Time to head to Malaysia and see my family – and time to fly on a plane by myself for the very first time.



I didn’t sleep the greatest the night before, nevertheless, it was time for the next adventure. Our plan for the day was to visit the Tiger Temple, the Hot Springs and the Emerald Pool.

For breakfast we headed around Krabi Town and found a cute little roti coffee shop that reminded me of being home in Malaysia. Krabi Town was inhabited by a lot more Muslims than Bangkok which made it seem even more like being in Malaysia.

IMG_0274IMG_0275After breakfast we rode our very first tuk tuk to the Tiger Temple for 50 baht ($1.83 CDN). It’s crazy how different and how cheap transportation is in Thailand. Getting around in Thailand is a whole other ballgame. In Thailand it’s socially acceptable to get in a random man’s van and head back to town (but more on that later).

When we got to the Tiger Temple and at first we thought it was closed. It looked like it was under construction until we walked a little further.


Again, the architecture was amazing. Nothing like we have here in Canada.

IMG_0284Part of the Tiger Temple includes a sanctuary in the caves and home to one of the most sacred Buddhist sites in the province. The temple is also known for tiger paw prints in the cave.

IMG_0286Another part of the Tiger Temple includes the 1,237 steps to the top of the mountain. I know my limits. I know I’m not the most fit human being in the world. I forgot my puffer, it was noon and the hottest time of the day. The steps were extremely steep and unsturdy. I climbed approximately 300 steps and decided I would enjoy my day much more if I walked back down and waited for De and Jenn to come back down. Sometimes it’s best to know your limits.


The view from the top.

It took De and Jenn about 1.5 hours to climb up and back down again and the view was gorgeous. I had my own fun at the bottom of the mountain. I got a tan, people watched, ate coconut ice cream, helped a little boy clean his face after eating ice cream, and roamed around taking in the sights.

I got to literally see a monkey eat a banana.


IMG_2939 IMG_2940I also witnessed a vicious monkey attack an elderly Chinese lady. We were warned to keep our belongings to ourself and this lady was clearly too busy using her selfie stick to read the sign.

After the climb we were starving and we once again, decided to eat Pad Thai (when in Rome right…?). We learned that the Hot Springs and Emerald Pool closed at 5pm and we weren’t going to make it there on time so we took our time eating lunch and decided to head to Ao Nang for the night. After eating the worst Pad Thai of the trip the restaurant owner found out we wanted to head back to Krabi Town and she summoned a strange man (probably her husband) in a van to take us back – it sounds super sketchy, but apparently it’s super normal. Another backpacker got in the van with us so we figured it was legit.

Before heading to Ao Nang we went to another temple – which I wish I could remember the name of but it didn’t nearly have the same amount of steps.


The night market in Krabi Town was still in the process of opening, so we grabbed our backpacks, hopped on a tuk tuk for 50 baht and headed for our next stop. Our next hostel was called iDeal and because it was on the main strip, our tuk tuk took us straight there.

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When we got to the room we were hoping it was just us 3 (because we had 2 double bunk beds) but I’m glad we had a roommate because we met Anthony. This is basically how our first conversation went…

Anthony “How long have you been travelling for?”

Us “Oh about 4 or 5 days, it’s hard to keep track.”

Anthony “Oh I know what you mean, travelling does that to you.”

Us “How long have you been travelling?”

Anthony “15 years.”

15 years. Anthony’s originally from Belgium and studied International Studies at McGill in Montreal. He doesn’t have a home. He travels for life. He gets jobs in random cities to make his way around the world and occasionally visits his family in Belgium. He said his most interesting job was selling bananas in Bangladesh. He’s also taught Creativity at an International School in Malaysia.

15 years. It’s crazy and amazing to think that people have quite literally quit everything in their lives and opted for adventure. It’s super tempting.

iDeal Hostel

iDeal Hostel

For dinner we went to an Indian-Thai restaurant and had the most delicious Hawaiian pizza (I’m doing great with this exploring new foods things…). We did some shopping at the stalls and headed to bed.



IMG_0212Jenn and Deanna had to exchange money so we headed to a local Thai bank. After spending what seemed like hours there, we hopped back on the handy-dandy and free public bus and headed towards The Grand Palace.

Grand Palace, take two.

It was actually open! Surprise surprise, it was already packed with Chinese tourists. When we first got there we entered through to the Emerald Buddha entrance. We saw all of the sights we did the day before and we thought we paid an unnecessary 500 baht (approximately $18.29 CAD). Once we followed the sheep we found a new section of the palace we hadn’t discovered before.

Well, The Grand Palace was most definitely grand. I also can’t describe the amount of tourists that went to see it.


(Ignore our outfits – we had to cover up our walking outfits. Gotta love the cheap thai pants.)


IMG_0218After touring The Grand Palace grounds and posing for photos with all of Jenn and Deanna’s fans (one of them pictured left) we decided to head to the Queen Sirikit Museum of Textiles (also in the palace grounds). I tried to enter the “Chinese tour group” line for fun and got through (Jenn and De didn’t – muahaha). When I went back through the foreigner line I got denied until I opened my mouth.

To be honest, this was one of the museums I found a little boring. The whole museum was dedicated to showcasing the Queen’s dresses. Don’t get me wrong, the handiwork was incredible, but it was nicer to be in the air-conditioning (as Jenn and De would say “bless”).

After cooling off in the museum we grabbed iced lemon teas at the museum’s cafe and sat in the shade to people watch. It’s interesting to see the kinds of things people wear in 35+ degree weather. We saw everything from denim on denim to velvet dresses. My personal favourite were the amount of high heel shoes we saw. To each their own – but how on earth is that comfortable for touring in large crowds!?

We headed towards the Chao Phraya for a 1-hour boat cruise. Last time I was in Thailand (9 years ago?), I saw a dead dog floating in the river and was instantly scarred – no dead dogs this time. I’m always amazed at the way other people in the world live.

IMG_0263The houses are literally held up by wooden posts. Some of the houses have even collapsed due to erosion. Seeing other places in the world remind me how lucky I am back in Canada (thank you mom and dad for moving there).

IMG_2935After the cruise we went back to our hostel area and got Thai massages for 300 baht and it was probably one of the funniest things i’ve experienced in my life. We entered a dark room that had 3 mattresses on the floor, 1 wall A/C unit and a TV. I thought were were in a Saw movie. My masseuse said a total of 7 words but Deanna’s and Jenn’s talked to each other the whole time and even answered their cell phones. They were obsessed with Jenn’s hair and skin and insisted I was from Japan and couldn’t possibly be Canadian. After the massage they also insisted on tips.

We headed back to Udee to grab our bags and cup noodles (yummmm) and headed by taxi to the airport. We were headed to Krabi, in Southern Thailand. Getting taxis are usually pretty easy – but mostly when we don’t need them to get to the airport. The airport process was so fast and we decided to cave 5 days in and eat McDonald’s (instant regret). I fell asleep instantly and woke up in Krabi.

When we got to Krabi we struggled to find our hostel because of translation problems and lack of actual addresses – a huge difference from the streets of Bangkok. The place was called Climb Krabi Inn but our sheet of paper said BRAND NEW DORM and the Thai couldn’t seem to get past that. We had the most difficult time finding the place because the sign was written on a chalkboard and street lights aren’t really a thing in Krabi town. Amy, the hostel owner, was from New Zealand. She moved to Krabi to rock climb, opened a hostel with her Thai boyfriend Zack and was heading back to New Zealand to visit for a couple of months. The people we met in Thailand live the most interesting lives. We went to the “lobby” where our new friend Billy Beach Blues drunkenly sang us Yellow by Coldplay.


My Trip to the Mountains

Day 1 – Toronto to Edmonton to Canmore

So it’s finally the day to leave and daddy dropped me off at the airport. I met up with Kaipa and Kaela and it was one of the fastest check-ins I’ve had. I’m not used to travelling domestic flights (in fact, I’ve only ever travelled internationally), so travelling without a passport was an extremely weird experience for me.

We walked around the terminal, got one of the best smoked meat sandwiches ever, and got on the plane. Kaela had the aisle, I got the middle and Kaipa wanted the middle. We slept most of the way and finally landed in Edmonton. We got Booster Juice and slushies – the perfect road trip beverages – and then headed to Enterprise. After a long ass time at Enterprise, we put on my GPS and headed to Windtower Lodge & Suites.

I drove the car first and then Kaela rode shot gun. As we were driving it was really hard not to speed, or get distracted by the endless skies. We played the alphabet car sign game Kaela taught us and made a pitstop 2 hours later. I don’t think I’ve ever driven so much in my life before – but luckily it was an easy drive (not to toot my own horn but I made a great playlist).

We got to Windtower Lodge at 160 Kananaskis Way in Canmore. Canmore is the cutest little Collingwood-looking village ever! Our reservation at Crazyweed (a recommended restaurant to us) was at 7:30 so we rushed over there only to get distracted by a double rainbow.


Our dining table was right next to the mountains and train tracks and our waiter was a gorgeous French man who we did not know the name of. Most of the dinner was spent playing the name guessing game – we obviously guessed the most French names we could think of, only to find out on the bill that his name was Freddy… I had:

  • pan fried thick cut pork chop – parmesan potato cake, pickled fennel, green apple, peconno, hazelnut salad, with cider dijon gravy
  • white sangria

Although the meal was quite expensive it’s definitely a place I recommend – as Drake and my mom always reminds me, “you only live once!”


Day 2 – Canmore to Banff


After enjoying a super cheap, but great, breakfast at the Wandering Elk (the attached restaurant), we packed the car and headed to Lake Louise. Lake Louise has been my number 1 travel destination for the past couple of months ever since a bunch of my friends have moved out West to work. Only an hour away from Canmore, Lake Louise was the most breathtaking view I’ve ever seen in my life (you can tell by the large capital letters in my travel journal).

We spent forever taking photos at Lake Louise (how could you not). The view is super hard to take your eyes off of. It makes me sad that we can’t see the view everyday and tempts me to quit everything and move out West (too bad I love my job way too much for that – and it’s the reason I had the amazing opportunity to travel out West in the first place).



Next up, time to go to our free gondola ride up Sulfur Mountain – we have the hookups, nbd. First we went to the Banff Hot Springs but it turned out to be a really lame hot pool on the side of the mountain. I can pay $8 for a pool (actually less) in Ontario…

IMG_0152We took the gondola ride up the side of the mountain and the view, yet again, was gorgeous. There was an option to hike up the mountain but we didn’t want to die thank you very much – and our ride was free.

The mountain view looked like a painting. We took a 1km walk up Sulfur Mountain where we saw Asian tourists walking up in heels – this always perplexes me, WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU PUT YOURSELF THROUGH THE TORTURE, I CAN BARELY WALK IN HEELS ON FLAT GROUND.

We got up to the top and took in the view.


Climb mountains not so the world can see you, but so you can see the world.


We were also at the very top by ourselves for a while there – so we obviously took the opportunity for selfies (the only time I wish I owned a selfie stick – they’re all the rage now… legit everywhere, and nobody ever needs us to take a photo of them anymore, which makes it awkward when we need to ask someone to take a photo of us…). After spending time at the top we needed nourishment, so obviously we got Icees.

The way back down from the gondola is kind of like a Canada’s Wonderland Ride. What I mean by that is, they make you take a ride photo and then look at it when you get down.

We headed to our hotel, Banff International Hotel, after our trip up Sulfur Mountain. We were really lucky with travel and accommodations throughout our trip – knowing people and finding Groupons definitely cut back on our costs. We also took the wrong route to Banff by accident, but ended up finding Storm Mountain, another gorgeous view where I sang a lot of Pocahontas…JUST AROUND THE RIVERBEND.


We went to the Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner and Kaipa and I got convinced into ordering Fishbowl Bellinis (okay, we didn’t really need convincing…). The spaghetti was alright… but it’s about the experience right? We decided to head to Ardenes and I found a new love of scrunchies. Kaela wasn’t feeling the greatest so Kaipa and I explored downtown Banff. We had the most horrific experience at The Body Shop, but I still somehow ended up buying things anyway.

The people in Banff all speak French or have French accents – like our waiter Jeff, the sassy French-Canadian. Some also have Australian accents. It’s funny how we go to Australia (and other places) to escape and they come here. After exploring we headed back to the hotel, got tape from Safeway and started to work on our travel journals.

Day 3 – Banff to Jasper to Edmonton

Wake up, climb a mountain. 

On the way to Jasper we passed by Moraine Lake and took a 1.5 hour detour. Greatest 1.5 hour detour, ever. It’s only open in the summer because it’s way up in the mountains (14km to be exact) and it’s probably super deadly to get up there in the Winter. Some people chose to hike but I’ll pass…


We climbed up the rocks to get to the gorgeous view at the top above the lake. It was super windy and I totally felt a bit like Pocahontas with all the colours of the wind in my hair (I’d also been singing a lot of Pocahontas the day before…).


We drove to Jasper after – only 2 to 3 hours or so away. We took the Icefields Parkway to Jasper and ended up passing marathon runners we learned were running from Banff to Jasper. BANFF TO JASPER. I can barely walk up the stairs at work without feeling out of breath (kidding, but you get my point). I fell asleep because the altitude was giving me a headache (to be honest, I blamed a lot on the altitude that trip so who really knows why I had a headache…) and woke up to Kaela turning the car around to see the Jasper National Park Sign.



I got to be in two places at once “A Walk To Remember” style. We took tons of photos on both sides of the sign (Banff National Park and Jasper National Park) and headed back down the Icefields Parkway. As much as we all wanted to go deep into Jasper we needed to head back to Edmonton. On the way back we ran into some rams, more runners and the most expensive gas bill I’ve ever encountered in my life (gas was at 146.8 because it was the only gas station for kms…). I then took 4.5 hours off my life and drove back to the Edmonton airport where we returned the car in 1 piece with 4 wheels (the Enterprise lady’s words, not mine) and met up with Kaela’s friend Brooklyn.

We checked into our home for the next week, the DoubleTree Hilton in Edmonton and tried to go to The Cheesecake Factory – only to learn it was actually The Cheese Factory.

I then ate approximately 9 Olive Garden mint chocolates with a side of shrimp Alfredo (they’re good okay…)

Our adventure was over and it was time to get to work.

I’m a pretty lucky girl for all of the opportunities I’ve had to travel this past year. We did a whole lot in a short period of time – I’m still recovering from sleep for the past two weeks. But I’m so glad we went out a couple days early.

I’ll sleep when I’m dead.



Still a little jet lagged, we woke up, navigated public transit again, and headed towards the Grand Palace. Here’s a little tip for someone going to Thailand during a holiday … be sure that the sights you’re going to see are open. Luckily for us the Emerald Buddha Temple was still open and jam-packed with Chinese tourists (I know how ironic that is considering I am Chinese, but I mean the “Chinese tourists that get banned from sights because they’re messy and use selfie sticks” tourists).


Although hard to get a look at due to tourists – the architecture is absolutely gorgeous. The amount of detail put into each structure puts our buildings to shame. It’s sad to see the amount of tourists (regardless of ethnicity) that disobey certain customs and traditions in temples. Tourists that blatantly ignore “DO NOT TAKE PICTURES” signs annoy me. Also, being in a family that has a temple, tourists that disrespect temple dress codes make me so angry. I myself do not practice myself, but when you visit a sacred and religious place you have to respect their rules and customs.

11187147_10152836104446935_110869220206757068_oWe ate in a shaded hocker store restaurant area with the loudest tour boat salesman ever. After yet another pad thai lunch, we headed towards Wat Pho – The Reclining Buddha. The Buddha is 15m high and 43m long (thanks Wikipedia!) and absolutely spectacular.

On the way back from Wat Pho we sat in a shaded area by the park (because I’m pretty sure we were going to melt) and got hit on by a Russian man via a terrible phone translator (he asked to “company us”). Morale of the story, never sit down in the middle of a park and allow random men to hit on you. However, sitting by the park let us meet a sweet couple from Venezuela. They asked for directions to Khao San Road and we shared a taxi back. They were so grateful to us for helping them, they paid for the entire ride! It’s always nice to meet people who are interested in where you come from, what your careers are, etc. rather than those who just hit on you.

After a long day of line hopping and melting in the sun we decided to eat at a hocker stand on the side of the road, grab Chang beers from 7/11 and drink on the rooftop at sunset. Not a bad way to end the day.

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Day 2

So the reason why this post contains two days is because April 13th was entirely spent on an airplane and at an airport, but since this is by day, I felt it was also important to include. After our first full day of travelling, we landed at Shanghai Pudong Airport.

11329722_10152741849742493_1283667126_nThe Shanghai airport was an interesting one, mostly because of the giant panda store – and every other store that sold pandas. You’d think China was famous for pandas or something. In China, or at least at Pudong Airport, there are no water fountains. Instead, there are hot and warm water coolers that happened to be out of order yet made weird robot noises. The line-ups for boarding are non-existent and instead are just crowds of tourists waiting to board.

Luckily our layover wasn’t too long and we didn’t have to spend too time at the airport. We had pretty much gone stir crazy from flying more than 14 hours in a metal tube (see photo above).

After another 4 hours of flying we finally made it to Bangkok – let’s call that Day 3.

Day 3

After clearing customs at Bangkok International Airport we were all pretty nervous to get our backpacks. Apparently a bunch of Chinese tourists have ruined it for the rest of the world and airport staff decided to take matters into their own hand – take every single baggage off of the carousel and cross-reference every single piece of luggage with baggage tags. Lesson learned here: ALWAYS KEEP YOUR BAGGAGE TAGS. Of course to add to the stress, I ended up having Jenn’s and she ended up having mine. After collecting our bags we had read online to head downstairs to the public taxi area (a cheaper way to travel, less touristy). We were staying at a little hostel named Udee Bangkok and of course it was downudee twin the sketchiest and tiniest alley way. Upon arrival we were told that our April 13th booking did not count for 3am (the time we arrived at the hostel) so we rented a room with two twin beds, pushed them together (see right – I slept in the crack), and we slept for the next 4-5 hours.

On the plane we learned that we had accidentally, but conveniently, planned our trip around Songkran.


My handy dandy $3 guidebook told us to head to Khao San Road to have the best time during Songkran. After eating the free breakfast our hostel provided us with (wooo!), the receptionist told us which bus to take and being the cheapest way, we headed towards the bus stop. Thailand is a funny place where taxis come up to you when you need a bus, and buses come up to you when you need a taxi. And tuk tuks ALWAYS approach you.


The bus was another adventure on its own. Not only were we sure we were going to get in trouble because we didn’t pay when we got on, but we didn’t know where to pay once we got off. Turns out, some forms of public buses are completely free! (Note to future travellers, the bus was red with a giant blue sign on the front – the ones you have to pay for have air conditioning).


Jenn and Deanna, being hungry and in Thailand, the obvious first thing to eat is Pad Thai. None of the Songkran festivities had started so we sat down for a bite to eat.

After searching up and down Khao San Road we finally picked the cheapest and best water guns we wanted (we also bought a waterproof case for our phones – just in case). Words can’t describe the amount of water on Khao San Road that day. The weather was beautiful and it was the perfect day for a giant water fight. Luckily Jenn had a waterproof camera and you can see some of it here. I think one of the funniest parts of the water fight was when a Chinese lady stood behind us while her husband snapped photos of us altogether…and then her 4 other relatives hopped in the photo. I also had my first (and the best of the trip) Pad Thai in Thailand – it’s definitely not the same in Canada.

After some water festivities and strangers caressing our cheek to put chalk on it, we decided totry the local beer. We found a restaurant by the side of the road (one in the less busy part of the chaos) and had some Leo beer. The sun was super hot and beating down on us, I pretty much had a tan by this point (yay for Asian skin!).


We bought some Thai-elephant pants, headed back to our hostel and tried to try off our clothes on the rooftop patio of our hostel. We headed to Chinatown for some food and settled on the busiest restaurant (hoping it meant tastiest). We had some Chang beer, some tasty food and we were basically out for the night. Our first full day in Thailand was over. Songkran will forever be the reason my passport is just a little ruined…