Although the day at Railay resort was fun, the night was anything but. I woke up at around 2.30 feeling sick and just made it to the bathroom in time. This happened four or five times throughout the night and, coupled with a touch of Thai belly, left me pretty exhausted come morning time.
Unfortunately I'd already booked & paid for boat tickets for that day and a hotel in Patong for that night, so if I stayed where I was I would have lost a chunk of cash. After a very cautious breakfast of a can of coke and some Imodium I decided that the worst had passed and that I would risk the journey. No pictures - I had a long tail boat ride, a 2 hr ferry ride and a 40 minute minibus ride to get through and my mind was in my happy place for most of it. Luckily for both me & my fellow travellers I made it to the hotel without vomiting or voiding, and after checking in & a quick call to Liz I curled up in bed for the afternoon. I only left the room once to get some water, paracetamol and a few more cans of coke. Walking around Patong for the first time at night when you're not feeling 100% and you've only had 3 cans of coke all day is a very bizarre and not very pleasant experience.....
It took me another day to get on top of whatever was affecting me, and it struck me how sick I'd been when I realised that in two days I hadn't eaten any street food or taken a single picture.....in fact 3 days later I still haven't fancied eating rice!
Unfortunately I'd already booked & paid for boat tickets for that day and a hotel in Patong for that night, so if I stayed where I was I would have lost a chunk of cash. After a very cautious breakfast of a can of coke and some Imodium I decided that the worst had passed and that I would risk the journey. No pictures - I had a long tail boat ride, a 2 hr ferry ride and a 40 minute minibus ride to get through and my mind was in my happy place for most of it. Luckily for both me & my fellow travellers I made it to the hotel without vomiting or voiding, and after checking in & a quick call to Liz I curled up in bed for the afternoon. I only left the room once to get some water, paracetamol and a few more cans of coke. Walking around Patong for the first time at night when you're not feeling 100% and you've only had 3 cans of coke all day is a very bizarre and not very pleasant experience.....
It took me another day to get on top of whatever was affecting me, and it struck me how sick I'd been when I realised that in two days I hadn't eaten any street food or taken a single picture.....in fact 3 days later I still haven't fancied eating rice!
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