Visit to the aircraft graveyard.

10/29/2018:

Despite the strange feeling with the bed bugs in the bed, I was able to fall asleep relatively well. I bunkered myself with my neck pillow in the sleeping bag and did not put any part of my body into the bed. The next morning, the Thai family in the room, the mother and her two children, were already awake very early. Their alarm clock went off at 6 o'clock. The mother was certainly still awake on her phone until 2 o'clock in the morning and left the light on in the room for a long time. No consideration for others.

I got up shortly after eight. I gave my things to be washed, including the sleeping bag of course. Hopefully the ordeal will be over after washing. I probably won't sleep without the sleeping bag in the future. Breakfast was included at the hostel this time.

Today I wanted to visit the aircraft graveyard. It was best to go by bus. So I checked Google Maps and started. Once again, it played a trick on me. The bus number was once again not available or was from a completely different place. Without mobile internet, I wandered around. Pure stress. It's no fun. Back in the Wi-Fi, I searched for an alternative, and somehow I finally reached my destination.

On the outskirts, but in the middle of the residential area, was the fenced-off area. I called and was granted access. Actually, it's not an official attraction. On the premises, a family lives in a corrugated iron hut and makes a lot of money with the entrance fees. Totally fascinated, I climbed from one fuselage to another via a wing. Then into the large, three-story aircraft. I heard voices from outside. They were German. We got into a conversation and they took a few pictures of me as well.

Then I went into a normal airplane. There were even a few things built into the cockpit. Totally fascinating place. Fortunately, I came here. It was only 1 pm, so I explored the surrounding area, but there was just nothing. I wanted to go back to Lumphini Park, where I was during the first week in Bangkok. I searched for Wi-Fi and found one. There were two bus alternatives. But both bus numbers did not exist or were once again going from somewhere else.

Angry, I waited for the bus back. At least it finally came after eternity. The whole day led to many pimples. In the evening, I had a kebab at the nearby market. Then I wanted to buy a normal pillow at Decathlon. Of course, sold out. At least I got an ice cream in the shopping center. The bus back was stuck in traffic forever. Then back to the soup kitchen from yesterday. I put off going to sleep because I didn't want to go into this bed. I continued writing the blog until 3 o'clock.