In the morning, the alarm went off at 10am. Then at 11am. And then, finally, at 2pm, I managed to make it out of bed. After fixing myself some spicy beef noodle soup, which I assumed would make me feel better, I very quickly vomited the contents into the toilet. Despite having secured a not inconsiderable amount of sleep, I felt absolutely destroyed. Jet lag, intense heat and excessive alcohol consumption is a perfect storm - and Bangkok isn't exactly the best place in the world to deal with it.
On top of all this, I was still suffering from toothache. The pain was not jet sufficient to visit a dentist, I would describe it more as discomfort, but I am aware from previous 'experience' how quickly dental pain can flare up. Having nearly run out of anti-biotics to treat the problem, I resolved to finding a pharmacy where I could hopefully stock up. Given my booze/heat/jet lagged illness and general malaise, I wasn't feeling that confident. However the first place I ventured into - right next to my hotel - had draws full of the stuff. Having bought a job lot along with some pain killers, I felt instantly more content.
I had no desire to spend my last day in Bangkok sightseeing. Having deliberately booked myself into a plush(ish) hotel with a swimming pool, I resolved to spend the afternoon chilling out beside it with a book rather than venturing any further. I was therefore considerably pissed off to find that the sodding pool had been closed for maintenance works when I attempted to access it in my shorts and flip flops. With no pool to chill out in, I went for a walk around the local area and had a couple of medicinal beers. Bangkok truly is a mad place - and at no time is it any crazier than the New Year period I had just experienced - but I was not sad to be leaving in the morning. Pretty much everyone else feels the same after a while.
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