I have deliberated about this post, in fact I’m still deliberating… Should I write it? Of course I should! That’s what this blog is all about; by that I mean sharing the most crazy cool, good, bad and ugly things that happen to me week in week out. As well as awesome stories from people around the world that are doing awesome things with their lives.
So where do I begin? Well, as you’ll know if you tuned into the blog over the last couple of weeks that I have been traveling in Thailand. It has been a fantastic trip, I met some really inspiring people and if you haven’t caught last week’s blog post about Mac Rosen and his story then you better pause here and go give it a read!
I’m officially back at work whilst you read this, however I am writing to you on the plane journey back. 12 hours to contemplate what just happened in the last 4 hours of my life. So I’ll share it with you and by the end you’ll have had a bit of a chuckle.
On the way to Phuket I took a bus for 13 hours from Bangkok to Phuket Town bus station; although it was an experience that I think everyone should have in their life I didnt really want to repeat sitting for nearly 24 hours in total on the return to the UK. I decided to spend a little bit of the remaining holiday money on a flight back to Bangkok from Phuket. It meant that I would arrive in Don Mueang airport at 7.30am on Saturday morning, then I would have to transfer to the Suvarnabhumi Airport (50km away) on the other side of Bangkok for my flight at 11.30am. I was cutting it a little fine but a quick taxi ride between the two would solve the issue... Right?
I got my first flight at 6am, leaving the house in Phuket at 4am. Arrived in Bangkok, ran to grab my bags and find a taxi. I was flagging a bit because of my early start so I thought I would treat myself to a final ice coffee before jumping in a taxi. It was from a coffee shop called ‘Amazon’ and it was great! Really got my buzzing - and I wandered over to the taxi rank. As I walked round the corner a taxi driver collared me and took me to his car. He didnt speak much English but I just went with it. Once I'd used a bit of google translate, he realised that time was of the essence to get me to my next flight and took it upon himself to drive like the wind.
We made the 50km journey through Bangkok traffic in less than 1 hour; the combination of his very interesting driving skills, me drinking a large ice coffee, the resounding question of whether or not I would make it through security onto my flight in time and how busy the traffic was going to be became a bit too overwhelming.
I had been sipping my drink on the back seat whilst doing a few things on my phone and by the drink was finished I looked up to see that we were calmly weaving between cars at about 170/180 km/h (105-111 mph).
A few moments passed and I started to feel a little unwell; I wasn’t quite sure how to tell a guy who is doing 170km/h in the fast lane of a motorway (who also doesn’t speak english) that I need to pull over and be sick.
I took deep breaths and scratched the far reaches of my brain to know if the nausea would pass. Luckily for me the coffee cup was pretty close to empty, bar a few ice cubes.
Despite all my breathing and thoughts of anything other than being sick I had to fake a cough and let all the coffee return to the cup whence it came. Obviously there was more than the cup could hold…. Im not going into details of how I finagled my way out of that situation without the driver knowing though.
As we approached the Airport I realised that the fee for the ride was more than I had in my wallet. I needed a cash point. The taxi dude managed to find a place to stop and I went to draw cash, typed in the amount, quickly grabbed the money from the machine then jumped into the car.
It was faster than any F1 pitstop you have ever seen. We got to the departures drop off, I gave him the cash and was ready to jump out when he said that I gave him the wrong money.
Now I don’t know if he hustled me or if the cash machine gave me the wrong notes but either way I got played out. I had to leave my bags with him and run to another cash point in the terminal and draw the money again.
The taxi ride was a more expensive journey than my flight from Phuket to Bangkok, nevertheless I stood in the queue for security after checking in shaking my head and laughing to myself about how I’d been so relaxed over the last 2 weeks, not really worrying about time constraints and deadlines. So much so that I wasn’t really mentally prepared to be thrown back into the whole ‘time is of the essence’ routine.
After all the shenanigans I got to the gate with a little cash left over (170BHT) and if you saw my instagram post from the Airport you’ll know that I found some amazing coconut ice cream. It cost me the exact amount of money that I had left in cash. Fresh and amazing!
I sat at the gate contemplating how, despite my bad luck and pukey nature, I had enough money left for an awesome ending to the trip. Shortly after that I boarded the plane to find two seats free next to me! GREAT SUCCESS!
I guess that sometimes crap things happen and in the past that situation would have really ruined everything about my trip and my day; it would have dictated my mental state for at least a week.
That isn’t the case today though, I feel fine. Did I get screwed over with money? Well, yes. But Im still breathing.
Did I enjoy the puking? No, not really but it makes for a funny story and most importantly it made the ice cream taste like the most amazing thing I have ever eaten.
It’s not about the last few hours for me, although they were spectacularly entertaining if you think about it!
It is about the trip being amazing as a whole, most importantly enjoying each moment going forwards. There is no point in me getting caught up in what just happened because I can’t change it for love, nor money.
So the heading of this post might be a bit of a wet statement that people make when things don’t go well, but at the end of the day it is only our reaction to situations that define how we feel about things. If we try to see the positives and focus on the good then we set ourselves up better for the future.
I hope that you have laughed and it was motivational enough for your Monday morning.
Have a great week ahead!
Stay Strong and Keep moving!
Brendan is the owner and head trainer at Raw Motion Fitness.