Layover life – Iltaa! Eilen iltapĂ€ivĂ€llĂ€ palasin Bangkokista takas kotiin. Paluulento oli kivan rauhallinen, kone oli aika vajaa ja saatiin pitkĂ€t leparit. Jee! Bangkokissa oli vĂ€hĂ€n sateinen ilma, joten en edes miettinyt poolille menoa. En varmaan olis kyllĂ€ muutenkaan vaivautunut meneen aurinkoon, kun en oo taas aikoihin ollut auringossa. Ei olis kuitenkaan voinut olla paahteessa kovin kauan, niin en mennyt sitten ollenkaan đ KĂ€vin unien jĂ€lkeen jalkahieronnassa siinĂ€ hotellin lĂ€hellĂ€, samassa paikassa kuin viimeksi. Aina jalkahieronnan loppuun ne tekee yleensĂ€ myös pikaisen parin minuutin hartiahieronnan. Mun hartiat oli enemmĂ€n jumissa kuin varmaan koskaan ja jokaisesta lihaksesta kuului vaan hirveÀÀ rutinaa. Pyysin sitten vielĂ€ lisĂ€ksi erillisen hartiahieronnan ja jestas, ettĂ€ teki hyvÀÀ! Teki myös kipeÀÀ, mutta hyvĂ€llĂ€ tavalla. ParikymmentĂ€ minuuttia (aika kovaotteista) hierontaa ja johan alkoi veri kiertÀÀn! Nyt on kyllĂ€ sitten hartiat hellĂ€nĂ€…
Oon sanonut ennenkin, ettĂ€ kĂ€yn yleensĂ€ samoissa, hyviksi todetuissa paikoissa syömĂ€ssĂ€ layovereilla niin vĂ€lttyy ikĂ€viltĂ€ yllĂ€tyksiltĂ€. EikĂ€ tarvi kĂ€yttÀÀ kallista aikaa uusien ravintoloiden etsimiseen. Kaduilla nĂ€kee paljon kaikenlaisia ruokakojuja ja jotkut nĂ€yttÀÀ kieltĂ€mĂ€ttĂ€ aika houkuttelevilta. En oo kuitenkaan vielĂ€ uskaltautunu noista mitÀÀn ostamaan. EnkĂ€ varmaan työreissulla ostakaan, aika noloa olis saada joku ruokamyrkytys ja sitten myöntÀÀ syöneensĂ€ katuruokaa. Menin siis lautalla joen yli mun vakkariravintolaan. Jostain syystĂ€ ravintolassa ei ollut ketÀÀn muita kuin minĂ€, vaikka se on yleensĂ€ aika suosittu paikka. SiellĂ€ sitten ylhĂ€isessĂ€ yksinĂ€isyydessĂ€ söin illallistani, kunnes loppupuolella joku perhe tuli mun viereiseen pöytÀÀn istuun. Ne loi muhun vĂ€hĂ€n katseita, varmaan ihmetellen, ettĂ€ miksi lĂ€nsimaalainen nainen tÀÀllĂ€ yksinÀÀn istuu. Satuin vielĂ€ just sillon syömÀÀn tuota salaattia, mikĂ€ oli tosi tulinen. Vesi valui silmistĂ€ ja niiskutin, joten ehkĂ€ ne tuijotti siksi, kun ne luuli ettĂ€ yksinĂ€ni siellĂ€ itken ja syön đ
Nyt alan laittaan ruokaa ja punaviini ja ihana juusto odottaa sitten illallisen jĂ€lkeen. Huomenna lĂ€htÀÀn Tallinnaan Awsin kans. Kivaa viikonloppua! đ
P.s. Kattokaa mitkĂ€ kengĂ€t tuossa toisen katukeittiökuvan vasemmassa reunassa nĂ€kyy. Wtf?! đ
Layover life – Good evening! Yesterday afternoon I got back home from Bangkok. The return flight was nice and easy. We had quite few passengers and the flight time was long, so we got quite long rests. Wohoo! In Bangkok the weather was a little rainy so I didn’t even think of going to the pool area. I think I would have skipped it even without the rain, though. I haven’t been in the sun for a long time now, so I couldn’t have tanned for long anyway. So I didn’t go at all đ After my nap I went to have a foot massage in a place near the hotel, the same place I visited the last time. In the end of a foot massage they always do a quick, few minutes shoulder and neck massage as well. My shoulders were probably more jammed than ever and I could hear and feel this crackle on each muscle she touched. That’s why I asked for an extra shoulder massage and oh boy, that felt gooood. Well, painful, but good. Twenty minutes of (quite rough) massaging and I could feel the blood circulating! Now my shoulders are a little sore though…
I have mentioned it before that on my layovers I usually go to the same restaurants over and over again, so I can avoid unpleasant surprises. And I don’t need to waste precious time on searching for a new restaurant. There are a lot of street food stalls around and some of them look quite tempting. I haven’t ever bought food from them and I don’t think I ever will on my work trips. It would be quite embarrassing to get a food poisoning and then having to admit eating street food. So again I took the ferry over the river to go to my favorite restaurant. For some reason, I was the only customer although it is normally fairly popular place. There I was eating my dinner, alone in the whole place, until in the end a family came to sit at the table next to me. They were eying me, maybe thinking why a western woman sat there all alone. At that moment, I was eating my spicy salad, which happened to be very spicy. Water was pouring from my eyes and I was sniffling, so maybe they were staring because they thought I was crying and eating alone đ
Now I will start making dinned and red wine and a delicious cheese are waiting as a dessert. Tomorrow we will go to Tallinn with Aws. Have a great weekend! đ
P.s. Did you see the shoes on the left side of the second street food picture. Wtf?! đ