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10 May 2018 - Pattaya – Bangkok –
Nong Khai – By train
At last, I was on the move again.
Emiel and I set off at midday and cycled the short
six kilometres to Pattaya Station, where we caught a
train to Bangkok, leaving us with just enough time
to board the train to the border town of Nong Khai.
First, let me introduce you to my
cycling companion. Emiel hails from the Netherlands
and was in Thailand for a Muay Thai boxing course.
His course had ended, but as he was flying out on 20
June, and both of us had to do a visa run, it made
sense to catch a train to Lao and cycle back. I
hoped he would enjoy it.
It was an eventful start. Loading
the bikes onto the train via a rather narrow door,
in the process blocking two carriages, was only the
beginning. The poor conductor had to climb over two
bicycles to do his job.
Upon our arrival at Bangkok
station, I noticed that Emiel’s bicycle was about to
slide out the door; as the doors did not close, and
the bikes were jammed into a narrow alley, sliding
out was a real possibility. Fortunately, that did
not happen. Then, it was on to the next leg of our
journey, which was catching the train from Bangkok
to Nong Khai. We had already bought tickets for the
trip when we discovered that the train did not take
bicycles! Give me strength! We were instead pointed
in the direction of Platform 10, and with the help
of hand signals, we came to understand that the
bikes had to go on a different train, which would
arrive two hours after us in Nong Khai. I was not
particularly happy about the situation, but there
was nothing that could be done about it.
We bought a few snacks and a few
beers for the journey, then boarded the very
comfortable and new-looking train. It was indeed a
lovely train, with sleeping beds, which the staff
came to make up as soon as we left Bangkok. We soon
discovered that drinking alcohol on the train was
not permitted, and we were like two school kids,
trying to hide our beer from the train staff.
We nearly got caught a few times. (LOL). As we had
bought second-class tickets, we had no door to
close, only a curtain that we could draw, and we had
to drink our beer behind the curtain. |