2014 started in style. For their last night in Thailand the boys splashed out on a deluxe suite at Centre Point, Bangkok, which fortunately had more than enough room to squeeze in two little ones.
As we wandered into the grand reception we did our best to conceal the UV paint still glowing from our skin but our scruffy traveller backpacks were harder to hide. Nevertheless we were treated like royalty, saluted by the staff and shown to our room up on the 21st floor. It was 4am when we arrived so we took just a few minutes to absorb how amazing the suite was before collapsing into bed and surrounding ourselves with pillows.
When we woke a few hours later the sun was shining over the city which from our sky high balcony looked pretty awesome. We explored the rest of the hotel (highlights being the rooftop swimming pool and the high tech bum guns) and then jumped in a tuk tuk to Khao San Road. Between them Ross and Fareed bought just about every pair of traveller trousers on the market, finishing off their 'gap fortnight' traveller look.
Back at the hotel we spent the afternoon in the pool, teaching the boys some of our old cheerleading tricks. Aside from struggling with the concept of counting to eight they were rather good and we were pretty impressed!
Then it was time to get ready for our big night out in Bangkok. We hooked up the sound system to Ross' iPod, blasting out everything from Drake to Disney to Punjabi MC. Before we knew it it was past midnight and we headed out. We tried Sky Bar first where the Hangover 2 was filmed but were stopped at the entrance due to 'unfashionable footwear' aka our havianas. Ouch. It was almost time for it to close though so rather than change our shoes we went to a cocktail bar down the road and then onto Levels club where we danced until the lights came on. Dodging the ladyboys we walked/ran home, stopping only at 7-Eleven for the inevitable end of night toasties and Hershey's cookies and cream.
Waking up the next morning should have been a struggle but it was made much easier knowing that a banging breakfast buffet was waiting for us twenty floors below. Despite feeling a little sick we went through three rounds of food before admitting defeat and crawling back up to the room.
The rest of the day was emotional. Saying goodbye to the suite was bad enough but saying goodbye to the boys was worse. The last two weeks have been amazing and we're super sad to be splitting up Team Thailand. Hopefully we'll reunite somewhere (South America Squad seems likely) but for now they're flying back to London and we're heading up North alone. Safe flight home boys, we miss you already!
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