The minibus picked me up from Tiffy’s Cafe and dropped me off at Phuket airport around 11:30 am even though my flight wouldn’t leave until 9 pm. It was not the way I would have liked to spend my day but only an expensive taxi could have gotten me there later. Flying out of Phuket has burned a hole in my pocket but I had to get out of the country as soon as possible since my visa actually expired yesterday. In moments like this, when I am sitting at an airport with only my own thoughts to occupy me before I enter the most expensive country to visit in SE Asia and probably the most stressful due to it only having been opened up since 2010, I question my will to continue. I hate to admit it but traveling like this can be so bloody tiresome. I have gotten quite exhausted from the lack of sleep due to cheap accommodation or night buses, always being on the go, dealing with a variety of circumstances that are out of my control, etc. The list never truly ends. Because of all that, I can get so weighed down by all the little things that continue to pile up. I am only human but making travel errors such as overpaying for something or miscalculating my travel schedule have found a way to eat away at me. I am trying so hard to stay strong. A small part of me wants to show everyone that it can be done but mostly I want to prove to myself that I can survive everything that life can throw at me. I chose SE Asia for the challenges it would bring and already I have met several. Fingers crossed that I can continue to weather the storm because the seas will only get choppier and more murky from here on out. The comforts of home sound like paradise right now but I have a mission in place that I don’t plan on quitting. Life may be able to throw me around like a rag doll battering me till I should not have anything left but I will pick myself back up, take that step forward and charge on. The trials of travel are numerous. Maybe I need to slow down but I always have to consider the next move, city, or sticky situation. What I would give to have one day to not think of anything. A clear, peaceful mind; what a beautiful gift that would be. With my countless hours of spare time to kill at the airport, I exchanged Thai Baht into U.S. dollars since it is the currency of choice in Myanmar for temples and hotels, amongst other things. Hopefully, the amount of U.S. coin I bring in will be enough to go along with the Burmese kyat I pull out in Myanmar. I am not sure if I am ready for Myanmar but soon enough I will be there one way or another. On a more positive note, if I can manage to pass through security and immigration with my scruff, I think I may finally commit myself to growing a real man beard. Who knows if my chops and whiskers are capable of such a task but I will give it a shot. After hanging out in Burger King for awhile soaking up some wi-fi, I got onto my flight to Singapore for an overnight stay in their airport before launching my next flight to Yangon, the largest city in Myanmar.
Thailand Day 83: Last Day in Thailand, Onto Myanmar