September 5 - 11:00 - Bangkok (Again and again!)
Day Two additional holiday! As expected, we enjoy this time of the time we have left. ROAD KAOSAN direction and tourist shops. Pupuce explodes and Toune follows ... We are surprised to find other gifts, impeccable! We also find our little street vendor of fried noodles! Nostalgia is fun ... One last time.
We spent the rest of the afternoon in the pool at the hotel waiting for the bus departure time for the planned airport at 16.00.
18H00-We arrive at the airport. One member of the group decided to stay in Bangkok because the chances are low to take off ... it seems reassuring Hyper!
9:00 p.m. After our little walk-weekly airport, we go with a guy in our group preferred canteen.
22H00-foot one-stop war before boarding. We find the group yesterday. Nobody believes it ... We hear "Will there not places" ... "There's plenty of people who board before us ... But also:" C'coup it is good "..." we will not live here anyway! .
Then the chief arrives. Yet. She looks at us. Yet. It beckons me to come (I'm the first in the queue). She asks for my passport. I would asks, "is good? . She nods! I asked again: "for everyone? . Also yes! What a relief!
I told Pupuce come and told the group: "All Aboard! . You can not know what it feels like to live such a thing. Refusal to undergo two more and then see a smiling hostess (she saw us every night) save our luggage, we provide relief and excitement at the same time destabilizes. Pupuce also come a long way, on this test we took a hit! Ah Paris! ... His cap, his subway strikes her ... All that we missed terribly (the family also a little bit!).
After this quarter of an hour "Chouine-Movie" (translation: film chick), the sweet reality reappears: Should ship now! After customs, we passed several shops. And then the drama. Pupuce stops! we visit a perfumery, a gift shop, a drugstore ... Pupuce spring with some purchases. I look now ... Oh Pu ...! I Pupuce mug and it sinks towards the room boarding. There's nobody! Only are the hostesses. We show them our tickets, they say, "hurry up, you're last! . We run through the hallways and arrive before the aircraft door is still open with officials before boarding. PHEW! we present our tickets to another hostess who shows us our seats. we meet some people in our group who say, "Bah, then? Where were you? . We packed our bag and a carved wooden table that I wanted to keep the compartments above our heads.
The plane takes off! We're going home! Unless, of course, we boarded a red Jihad fighter wants to divert this plane to Mauritius because he forgot a suitcase there during his recent family vacation ...
On the plane, we find ourselves in the middle of a row of four. Practice to pee at three o'clock in the morning!
short, the flight goes well, alternating movies, meals and attempted soporific ... Until ... I want to pee. In three hours of mat '. Time when everyone can sleep from exhaustion. I start climbing a seat without waking my neighbor watching me ... Pupuce hilarious but holding on. My neighbor is lucky that the cassoulet Toulousain does not exist in Thailand because I saw the contortions of doing, the close proximity between the nasal extension and my camera intestinal transit, it would have taken much we lose this poor man ...
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