The last 30 kilometres into town was a complete nightmare along the
busy Phetkasem Road. Gridlocked traffic made a slow and frustrating
ride. Eventually, I turned off onto a smaller path that required a ferry
across the Chao Phraya River. This wasn’t a disaster, but the stairs to
and from the ferry made the crossing a whole performance.
Fortunately, many hands made light work and I soon reached Peachy
Guesthouse, my trusted accommodation in Bangkok.
Bangkok
The plan all along was to cycle from Thailand via Myanmar to India.
As it was Sunday, I did nothing the entire day, and I could only visit
the Indian Embassy the following day. Upon reviewing the details, I
realized that the application processing time was nine working days.
As a result, I estimated that I would be staying in Bangkok for a few
more days.
Bangkok
First thing Monday morning, I went to the Indian embassy,
application in hand, only to be told that the rules had changed, and
foreigners could no longer apply in Bangkok! Have you ever? My
disbelief was due to the embassy’s online application beforehand. The
previous day, I checked my application, which stated, “Your
application was successfully submitted.” In my pea-size brain, this
translated to everything being in order. But as always, there was no
arguing with embassy staff.
So, to clear my head, I opted to walk to my guesthouse instead of
taking a bus, which also allowed me to take a few pictures of typical
city life. In the process, I lost a lens cap in the river. This darn blood
moon in Aries wasn’t good, at all.