From Bangkok to Bali with Detours

The Unexpected Twist: From Queensland to Southeast Asia

Before I begin my actual journey, I need to provide some background. Originally, neither Bali nor Bangkok was my destination; rather, it was Queensland – a shared trip for two. Miles of beaches, sunshine, surfing, and stargazing – that was the dream ahead of me.

But as so often in life, things don’t turn out the way you expect.

The Burst Dream of Queensland

Everything except my flights and visa had been organized: a week in a cozy Airbnb, two weeks with a camper (a costly but promising investment!), and a flexible week we wanted to fill spontaneously. The perfect plan – or so I thought.

Yet for some reason, my visa was stuck with the authorities for weeks. No feedback, no responses. Maybe it was my bad luck, or maybe just a bureaucratic random chaos. Without a visa, I hesitated to book the flights – a decision that would later prove to be a stroke of luck.

Then, two weeks before the vacation began, everything changed:

First, the message from my travel companion:

> “I’ve been thinking, and I’ve gotten the taste for traveling alone. We can meet up occasionally along the way, that way we’ll both be flexible.”

I was perplexed. The plan – our shared plan – began to crumble. What would happen to the camper and the accommodation we had chosen together? The thought of suddenly traveling alone did not sit well with me. Forcing myself to meet new people to avoid loneliness? Definitely not a scenario I wished for.

But scarcely 24 hours later, the next message followed:

> “I’ve thought about it again. We're in two different life situations, and as such, I want us to go our separate ways.”

Puff. The vacation – gone. The friendship – gone. And the invested money? Also gone.

Directionless and Suddenly Alone

There I stood, 14 days before my planned vacation start. No destination, no company. Queensland alone? No, thank you. But what was I supposed to do?

After a brief moment of resignation, I pulled myself together, sat down in front of my laptop, and started researching. A few hours later, I had my Plan B: a round trip from Bangkok to Singapore in 15 days, followed by 10 days in Bali. In between, I added five days that I wanted to spend just for myself – pure self-care.

I suddenly felt relieved. The initial frustration gave way to joyful excitement. Perhaps the adventure ahead of me was exactly what I needed.

An Unexpectedly Pleasant Start

On Monday morning, it began. With packed bags, I boarded the train that took me through the gray, cold Swiss landscape to Zurich. The sky was overcast, and the temperature a frosty 3 °C – a stark contrast to the sunny 34 °C that awaited me in Bangkok.

After the passport and security check, there was the first surprise: a familiar face in the Swiss cabin crew! As luck would have it, my colleague was not only on the same flight but directly across from me at the emergency exit – with maximum legroom. For me, a small luxury that made the long flight more bearable.

The flight itself was solid, albeit slightly turbulent. While it didn’t sway strongly, it did so consistently – for nine hours. Nevertheless, everything went smoothly without major incidents.

Bangkok: The First Impression

Upon landing in Bangkok, I was immediately met by the humid, warm air. Along with sweating came amazement: on the way to the hotel, the impressive skyline of the city unfolded before me. Skyscrapers as far as the eye could see – an urban jungle like I had never seen before.

I knew Bangkok was big, but it was in that moment that I realized just how gigantic this metropolis truly is. For someone like me, who comes from the countryside, it was overwhelming. At my 1.94 meters, I suddenly felt small among the towering skyscrapers.

Arriving at the hotel, I first fell into a power nap for five hours. The long journey had taken its toll, and I desperately needed a break. After a refreshing shower, I finally set out to explore the surroundings.

First Impressions on Foot

The streets of Bangkok were lively, chaotic, and simultaneously fascinating. People crowded the sidewalks, mopeds zipped through narrow alleys, and at every corner, street food stalls wafted exotic aromas. I wandered aimlessly, letting the atmosphere carry me – and before I knew it, two hours had passed.

By now it was 10 PM, and my stomach began to rumble loudly. It was time for my first dinner in Bangkok.

Adventure on the Plate

My first attempt: crocodile meat. Admittedly, I was skeptical, but curiosity won out – and indeed: it tasted like chicken. A solid choice for a start.

The other exotic street food creations I left untouched that evening. Instead, I treated myself to a portion of seafood with glass noodles – a dish I was already familiar with from home. Full and satisfied, I let the evening wind down as I soaked in the atmosphere of the nighttime city.

Conclusion of the First Day

Bangkok had already captivated me on the first day. The city was loud, warm, exciting – and exactly the fresh start I needed after the tumultuous weeks I had gone through.

The thought of the originally planned trip to Queensland faded gradually as I became more focused on what lay ahead of me: an adventure full of new impressions and opportunities.

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