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All it took was 2 Chang Beer in order for me to allow Jack to shave the sides of my head. They’re very uneven, but the boho look is very big among falang (Westerners) in South East Asia. Something to do with finding yourself / not having much money. I cut the top myself - no scissors necessary!
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Homeless, Hungry and Hang Jeng.
On the morning of the 27th of August we left Bangkok and headed north towards Sukhothai, hoping for sunnier climes and less smelly streets. When we arrived in Sukhothai after our 6 hour bus journey it was already dark, so after a spot of faffing and thinking we could get to our guesthouse on foot (we really couldn’t), we could chartered a tuktuk and made our way there. 15 minutes later and we were at our guesthouse… and it had closed down. Permanently. We had paid online and as the back-street guesthouse was in complete darkness, both Jack and I had a lump form in our throat. For the first time on the trip, we had been bamboozled.
Luckily for us, our tuktuk driver as nice and offered to take us wherever we wanted to go without charging extra. I realised afterwards that he knew the guesthouse had closed down, as he and his colleague both asked us in surprised tone if we had a booking. As the closed down guesthouse had directions to a ‘sister guesthouse’ called Hang Jeng, about 15 minutes away, we could only ask him to take us there hoping our booking was moved - despite being advertised as the alternative accommodation, they had no record of our booking and we had to pay again. The place was a bit of a dive, and we were only one of 2 couples staying there, but the sheets were clean and it was much closer to civilisation than the previous guesthouse , so we went with it. Oh, and it was also super cheap - we ended up paying 8 pounds a night for the 2 of us. I’m sure we could have hunted around a bit and got something a bit nicer, but for our purposes, Hang Jeng was a bed, a roof, somewhere to put our bags and more importantly, still in operation.
