Uncontrolled Substances

Alive in Chiang Mai.  Can't make up my mind whether I should rest today and do things Sat/Sun or go out today.  My sleeping has been a mess, I have intestinal issues, and still a bit of a cold.

Here's a recap of the past day or so

12pm - Thursday:  Wake up, jam half a loaf of white bread into mouth.

Chew and consume.

Reflect on the 13 hours of sleep I had and the endless number of strange dreams I had as my brain played catchup.

Feel disappointment that I didn't sleep longer.

1045ish pm - Wednesday:  Half a loaf of white bread from 7-11 down the hatch.

Shower.

Bed.

Back decompressing

Ahhhhhhhhahhhaahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

1030ish pm - Wednesday: Arrive at Parami Guesthouse.  Host says we can handle paperwork tomorrow so I can sleep.  He speaks English, feel at home.

930pm: Borrow bus drivers phone and call guesthouse to let them know I'm still on my way.

730pm-9ishpm: Feel very homesick.  The hell am I doing in Thailand???

717pm: Start having mini freakout bc i never called the place ahead of time even though I emailed.

Head still pounding

330pm: At rest stop, 2 Dayquil, head pounding. Buy some crackers, smell of food bringing on waves of nausea.  Hold breath as I past food.

2pm: Blaring TV on bus finally off, slept on and off. The earplugs helped but not enough.  Drool on myself repeatedly.

1pm: Feel like shit.  Bird grazes my face at rest stop. European guy that witness it get a laugh, I get an avian disease.

1045am:  Bus leaving to Chiang Mai and I hand the girl next to me tapeI keep in my wallet to keep the sun curtain shut.

"...god damn farang would have tape in his wallet" is I think what she was thinking...

830am: Hop off Skytrain to get to Mo Chit bus terminal

Frontal lobe: "okay body, you almost just shit yourself, lets move a little more carefully..."

Pause

Breathe

Clench

Wait...

Hail a ca...

Wait...

Wait...

Hail a...

Breathe

Wait...

...Hail a cab

"Mo chit..." -less chit is what I needed

Bless my loperamide and consume 2.  Loperamide is a stopper, a "steal door" if you will.

Arrive

Gingerly walk to bathroom

Make it and feel like this

530am: 0_0 

Wide awake, last time I slept was Saturday.

o_0 

Stomach feels like fire.

Guy in bathroom ralphing/scrubbing his teeth/showering. Good luck with that.

Meanwhile I'm having diarrhea and I remember the scene from Lord of the Rings as I think of the day ahead of me and my 11 hour bus ride.  You can imagine my situation and the symbolism.

Tuesday: Hmm I've got a long bus ride tomorrow, I feel fine but I should buy some of Loperamide or Immodium just in case....