*Note: Sorry guys, but the above photo is about as masculine as this post is going to get. You may want to leave and turn on ESPN!
When the cats I’m watching woke me up at 5 a.m. today I decided it would be a good day to go out. I had stayed in most of yesterday trying to catch up on some writing and emails and I thought I might go crazy dealing with their mood swings. Yes, cats have mood swings. One minute they’re resting, the next minute they’re reenacting Jason Statham’s Death Race.
My plan next month is to travel to China, Mongolia and hopefully Tibet. I thought that applying for a Mongolian visa may be easier in Bangkok than Beijing, so I looked up the Embassy’s address online, grabbed my bag, camera and passport and headed out the door. By the time I stepped onto the BTS headed for Ekkamai Station I wasn’t feeling very well. But, I thought it was due to lack out sleep so I ignored it.
Half a kilometer up soi Ekkami and I started to get pains in my side, then the cramps started. How could I have possibly forgotten that it was that time of the month? The combination of heat, humidity, urine soaked sewers, fried foreign food and dehydration were enough to make me feel sluggish and sick. The walk from the Ekkami station to soi 22 was long, way too long. After finally finding the Mongolian Embassy and applying for my visa I was desperate to get back to the apartment.
I downed 1/2 litre of cold water in a matter of minutes and slowly made my way back to Victory Monument station on soi Rang Naam. I was 30 feet into the mall when I decided to go to Sweenten’s, an ice cream shop in many malls in Thailand. I need sweets, stat (I’m not usually a sweets girl, I’m normally a savory one). Sitting in the booth and slowly eating some sticky chewy chocolate ice cream -that was the name of it, seriously- with hot fudge, whipped cream and chocolate chips. It was pure heaven -everything my hormonal body could have possibly needed at that moment.
As soon as I arrived back at the apartment, I changed out of my sweaty clothes, washed and put on my pj’s. The cats seemed to have calmed down a little -I hope it’s because they sense that my hormones are on edge and their life could be in danger, haha- which is good. Now that I’ve popped some super strength Motrin I’m starting to feel a little better. Hopefully after a short nap I’ll be ready to go out and conquer more of Bangkok.
Do you know what it’s like to be in the bathroom, on the toilet and trying to insert a tampon only to have a cat’s head pop up between your legs? I do… 🙁