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The idea of taking a solo trip to Thailand is very common, given the characteristics of the country. I met many people like me, also many girls although Italians are always the least represented.
At that time I was very active on Facebook, especially in groups of solo travelers, on which I found the latest information and constructive comparisons. A few years later I exited that world, tired of
- teachers of life
- professionals of controversy for its own sake
- frustrated repressed in need of venting
- allologists
But early on I also made some interesting acquaintances, both virtual and real. One really worthwhile one was with a girl from Milan, who had been traveling alone in Asia for months and passing through Bangkok to go I don’t remember where, on the very day of my departure; we decided to meet.
With her I ate my last of the countless pad thai I enjoyed on that trip and we strolled through a marketplace comparing travels. Incredibly by pure chance, I met her again the following year outside a metro stationin Kuala Lumpur, but that is another story.
Solo travel and public transportation
Solo travel also means using public transportation, which is an endless source of anecdotes. Particularly on this trip I used every means of transportation possible:
- large and small aircraft
- ships, ferries, small boats and canoes
- bike
- elephants
- Subways, trains and buses of all kinds
- tuctuc
- motorcycle cab and cab
I T.T.T. ie: terrible Thai taxi drivers.
I must make a special note for these last 2 means of transportation. Despite being quite reckless, I did not want to take the mototaxi and was forced to because I do not remember where, I was in danger of missing a connecting flight. The experience was quite extreme, both because of the recklessness of the rider darting through traffic and because of the helmet that, at my request, he gave me; it was mignon, I had half a skull uncovered, and then I realized that it would be safer to have nothing.
For other reasons I avoid taking regular cabs as much as possible. I said goodbye to my Milanese friend near the airport from which she had landed and had to leave; I had no alternative to a cab to go to the international airport from where I would return home.
I knew about the traffic and I knew it was not going to be a fast commute and I had a good margin, but I could see that the taxi driver was goose-stepping to waste time! I got mad and made him stop where he was. I was on the main street leading to where I needed to go anyway and caught a bus.
I went home knowing that sooner or later Southeast Asia must be seen, all of it.
Blame for this thought of mine goes to the great writer Titian Terzani, whose work every traveler should read.
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