Thailand again

After having crossed the border I instantly noticed that I was in Thailand. Nobody spoke English anymore. As I wandered pretty clueless around asking people from where I could catch a bus to Bangkok they only looked at me with blank expressions. Finally I found some girl that could tell me that there was a shared tax in form of a pick-up truck to a little village called Hat Lek, so that's where I went. Getting off the truck an elderly man came running at me and asked me "Trat? Trat?" which I know is a village a couple of kilometers closer to Bangkok which has a bus station. So I happily agreed and shared the back of his truck for the next two hours with a couple of containers of fish on the rocks. All the people in this area of Thailand work in fishing and the smell of fish is present everywhere.

I arrived in Trat at 16:00 bought a bus ticket to Bangkok for the unbeatable price of 241 baht = 5 Euro and then headed off for same real breakfast (rice soup with maggots as I discovered later, but the maggots where there by accident). The bus was grand, we had an in-bus-hostess serving us with waffles, Coke and water and in-bus-entertainment, which was a musical film about a Thai pop group called "Possible" who get transported to the future where they are very unsuccessful, not that I understood what was said, but the pictures spoke for themselves. Finally, at 1 a.m. I arrived at my beloved oasis Shanti Lodge where I spent a peaceful night.
Bangkok is a totally different world from Cambodia. Everything is very developed, the prices are the same for tourists as well as Thai and there's so much to see, I never know where to look next. Right now I'm chilling and freezing at Starbucks Coffee where they have w-lan and air-condition.
My flight to Dubai is at 03:15 a.m. tomorrow morning and I'll touch down in Munich tomorrow afternoon. Thanks for reading this blog and following my journey.