Post a Comment. Tuesday, September 2, Nakhon Phanom, Thailand. My first international flight was to Nakhon Phanom, Thailand for a short-term missions trip. I had a terrible experience above sea-level on our way to the Land of the Free. I had to be supplied with oxygen an hour or two before the plane lands. I had a hard time breathing prolly because of elevation and exhaustion.
I was a bit embarrassed for the attention that I got from a pretty flight stewardess and other passengers. It was still dark when we arrived in Bangkok. I had my first authentic Thai food in the airport. And I must say that Thai food is really pleasing to my taste buds and since then, I started to look forward to eating more of its kind for the next 13 days of our stay.
From the Suvarnabhumi Airport, the country's main international airport, we headed to the bus station. We had a rest for three hours before we started our road trip to Nakhon Phanom, a province in the north. We rode on a glossy pink bus from seven to seven.
On our way, I observed that the taxis have the same skin too. In the bus, we made friends with an old woman named Sopit who barely speaks English. She was nice and sweet. We exchanged foods. Later, we learned that in Thai culture, people who value old people go to heaven.
There were two bus stops. At one stop, I got up close with Thai fruits. The scene behind the fruit stands reminds me of Bukidnon. Without the TV on in the bus, it could have been a boring road trip. The melody and the lyrics of the song we were hearing from the boob-tube sounds so funny.
