Early this month, I went on a media press trip to Denmark to attend Copenhagen Fashion Week and to check out the Ecco Shoes Headquarters.
It turned out that my flights went from Perth / Bangkok / Copenhagen. With a 7 hour wait at Bangkok. Both ways!
At first I thought, I’ve never been to Bangkok! I wonder what it’s like there?
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So I decided to stay in Bangkok Airport for the whole 7 hours.
I don’t know how many of you can appreciate this – but as a parent of 3 young kids, I hardly ever get 7 day light hours to myself.
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All I had to do was to pass time and enjoy the experience.
And believe me, when an opportunity like this comes around, simple things can make me very happy indeed.
When I stepped off the 7 hour flight from Perth to Bangkok, I took a long stroll through the whole airport to stretch my legs skype for free for iphone. It felt great to walk. It was as if the simple motion was re-setting all my muscles and bones back into place. It felt good.
I watched the sun set, from behind glass. I know, it’s a brilliant photo.
Then I decided, since I was in Thailand, I’m going to look for some Thai food for dinner download zooeasy for free. First thing I thought of was, Tom Yum soup.
But it occurred to me that I probably SHOULD NOT eat spicy, seafood, Tom Yum soup in a different country, just before an 11 hour flight.
I certainly didn’t want to be running down the plane aisle to get to the toilet all night long.
So I cancelled my meal order and changed it to something less potentially lethal – roast duck noodle soup herunterladen. Yum.
I sat there and ate my meal slowly and leisurely. I read a magazine from cover to cover. I read a bit of my novel. I enjoyed the busy hum of the restaurant. And most of all I enjoyed the sheer quiet of my personal space – no one nagging at me, no complaining, no rush.
Just me and my own thoughts.
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Later I found a little cafe, which looked very low key and homey. It had dodgy looking food, and weird Asian spelling for their dishes. But it was quiet, and it had free WIFI.
I sat down and did some work.
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Lastly, I found this massage place.
Before my trip, someone told me about the “famous massage place at Bangkok Airport” and I swore I would go check it out.
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I was lying back on the lounge chair, with this lovely Thai woman rubbing oil on my feet, and I was thinking – I could go home right now and I would have had the best holiday.
Ahhh. Simple things. Karen happy.
It was all so satisfying, that on the way BACK home from Copenhagen, for my other 7 hours at Bangkok Airport, I planned to re-do every experience, exactly the same as before elsawin downloaden.
But of course, it didn’t turn out like that.
Before I got on the return flight in Copenhagen, I went on a shopping spree to buy presents for my family. I bought my kids Denmark T-shirts and key rings – and I bought my husband a bottle of his favourite whiskey r packages.
Then 12 hours later, at Bangkok Airport, I got stopped at security and the guards pulled me aside and said, “You seem to have more than 100ml of liquids in your bag.”
And I was all, “Omg I totally forgot about the whiskey! I’m so sorry! It’s a gift to my husband! I just crammed it into my bag and it was 12 hours ago, and I completely forgot to take it out before the xray…”
But they were apologising to me. And why were they apologising to me?
Because they were going to confiscate my bottle of whiskey!
Apparently, back in Copenhagen, the Danish woman at the alcohol check-out didn’t put the whiskey bottle in a sealed Duty Free bag for me. So according to the Bangkok Airport Security Guards, I was carrying “illegal substances”.
I was devastated. But I was more devastated for my husband, who is a big fan of whiskey. He is originaly Scottish, and in Scotland, whiskey is more precious than gold.
Of course, you don’t get into an arguement with airport security guards – not even if your Scottish-born, whiskey-loving, stayed-at-home-with-three-kids-while-you-went-on-holiday-for-a-week husband will be devastated.
So I said, “OK I’ll give you guys the bottle, but first let me take a photo of the bottle in the bin.”
This threw them off a little, and they gave me this strange look like, who is this crazy woman and why does she need a photo? (I get it all the time).
I was almost going to retract my proposal, I mean, should I really be messing with the minds of Airport Security Guards?? So I just told them the truth – I needed the photo to prove to hubby that I really did buy the bottle for him.
Then they lightened up and had a bit of a chuckle when they saw me place the whiskey bottle ceremoniously in the bin, nestled next to the discarded half-empty water bottles.
Thankfully it was just a “gift size” whiskey bottle. And I got a replacement one at Perth Airport.
And I still wonder – do Airport Security Guards really just throw a full bottle of whiskey in the rubbish – or do full bottles of whiskey find their way to a happy home?
I hope so!