sister, sister: part three.

Now’s the time to throw in all the cliches: All good things must come to an end; celebrate that it happened, not that its over. Whatever. We were kind of bummed to head out of Mae Sot for our last few days in Bangkok.

Turns out we all look the same both frowning and smiling.

But we look better when we smile.

We did a bicycle tour that turned out to be pretty amazing!

We love Grasshopper Adventures, and our guide was amazing. We did a tour of the Green Lung of Bangkok–an island that is essentially a park or protected land. It was beautiful and swampy and jungly. Parts were nice sidewalks and roads, others were thin 1.5.-meter paths with drop-offs on both sides; a bit more precarious, but a fun adventure! And we only had one bike wreck and saw one snake, so…

We also visited our favorite Bangkok eateries and parks, and just enjoyed our last few days together.

And since it’s never enough adventure for us, we went out with a bang. We used Grab to get a taxi to the airport, which drove us for about 30 minutes before running out of gas on the side of a huge highway (five or six lanes of traffic going with us), just two kilometers from the airport! The driver stopped in the fast lane and put on a dramatic show about how he was so shocked and so disappointed; but our real question was simply, What exactly is your plan? He said he had no friends to call and didn’t know what to do. We could see we were further from fuel than the airport. We were also close enough to the airport that every taxi passing us would have passengers already. And since he seemed content to hit the steering wheel, we got out. We grabbed our stuff and took off walking down the side of the highway.

The real kicker is that he wanted us to pay, which we refused to do since he failed to get us to our location and put us at a much greater risk walking along a highway. He then got aggressive and we had to go quicker with all the bags in tow, and it was scary. Ultimately it resulted in us arriving sweaty to the airport, thankfully with enough time to spare; and a few more weeks of Grab contacting us for payment and us having to report him.

It’s never dull for us, so I guess it was a good picture of life here.

This was our re-enactment of our responses, because what can you do but laugh? (And capture the memory, so you can laugh about it all over again later.)

But really, so thankful. Beyond thankful!