Welcome back Wanderer. 7th floor eh. 6 windows probably = 12 curtains + sheets. Now if you tie them all together, you could shimmy down to the ground. Might be a tad difficult getting back up though![]()
Seems a very high 7th floor - this place is like a pencil sticking out of the ground, next to a filling station and alongside one of the new overhead railway station sites.
Good food, but I think the clock has gone back 1 hour here already.
It says 08.00, 11.30 and 17.30 for rations. Today was 07.15, 11.00 and 16.45 - Massaman Curry for afternoon tea.
5 breakfasts, 19 main courses, order what you want the previous day. Not a problem but I'll probably be used to them after 15 days.Do you get a choice?
Or is it "eat it or leave it"?
That comment was written before I went European.
The spaghetti carbonara was without doubt the worst I had ever seen and witnessed let alone eaten some of.
Back to Thai basics and thankfully they haven't transmogrified.
Had the next Covid test today. I assumed it would be down in the reception area, which is spotless, with receptionist fully togged out in plastic behind a plastic screen and also where the on-site 24/7 nurses provided by the local hospital have their medical station.
(Are they busy little nurses one wonders?).
Nope - go down 2 flights of stairs into the basement where 2 other nurses have set up close by the trunking and pipework etc. But it was clean and only a few flies, which there would be some of with double doors fully open at the far end.
Not as I would have organised things but no problem.
I only saw the Austrian couple and a Chinese lady - and inevitably not seen any other inmates.
I asked at reception if other normal customers could stay at the hotel now - answer no they can't.
I tried to find out how many actually on site now but couldn't.
(Is this viable business one wonders?)
The chairs and sofa are not suiting my back and so I asked my other half to check with them whether taking ibuprofen could cause any reaction with Covid tests. Somewhere I had seen some pseudo expert comment that maybe it could.
Result was nursey phoned me, asked 97 questions about my back, most of which I didn't understand and asked me to grade the hurt from 1 to 5, but I couldn't make out whether 1 was high or low, so said medium. She rang a doctor at the hospital. He prescribed Arcoxia which is a COX-2 analgesic (I looked it up), different from ibuprofen.
7 daily tablets (644 baht) and his consultation (200baht) = 844 THB - cost £20, paid for electronically by my wife before delivery. Necessary???????
This is the Thai Covid way. As herself rightly said, at least any problem is now theirs not ours and they can't say it was because you took your ibuprofen.
I'm thinking there should be new Thai currency for Covid costs. 1000 baht = 1 faht
But I met people today, and that won't happen again for more than a week.
I pot a Thai response - in other words, no answer at all.
Nurse brought my Covid test result - much less than 24 hours since sample taken - negative.
What, me worry? - Nah, not me - I'll sort the bastards out.
Or perhaps I should worry a bit.
9th day in this room. The novelty has worn off. I've had enough now.
It's good that we have new experiences, learn new things, broadens your mind, blah blah
Wrong on the last one - it doesn't broaden your mind. It narrows your mind. Your world is so narrow that little things around you become big ones.
It's quite scary. But you also have to laugh at it
As I write this, my lunch is late, I've looked outside the door 4 times already. Every meal arrives silently and has always been ridiculously early, have they forgotten me?
If I ring up, will it again be the total language barrier of confusion and misunderstanding?
So I won't ring. From experience I try not to pick the phone up.
But there are successes. As of 2 days ago I got a real knife to eat with when necessary. For the first time, I chose a pork steak and chips. It arrived with the usual thin plastic fork and spoon in its plastic bag with paper napkin and toothpick, sealed with cellotape. How was I supposed to eat the pork? Telephone discussions with 3 different people and eventually they brought me a proper knife and fork. I kept them. They are trophies out of sight in the cutlery drawer. That drawer was equipped with 2 forks. 2 spoons, 2 soup spoons and 2 tea spoons, but not a knife to be seen - maybe considered a suicide risk.
Lunch arrived half an hour late today - no problem in that. I prefer lunch at 12 o'clock instead of 11 o'clock. I wonder if the evening meal will still arrive at 4.45pm.
There is no way you could anticipate in advance how things would be in this quarantine scenario.
Remember I'm paying 4000 baht per day for this, and some places were much more expensive.
All your food is delivered outside the door and you usually get a phone call sometime later to tell you it is there.
Everything is in disposable plastic containers and afterwards you put all that remains into a bin outside the door labelled "biohazard waste".
Today's lunch was pork noodles - two bowls, one with noodles and pork, the other "soup", plus little plastic sachets of soy sauce, fish sauce with chili, dried chili and sugar. All the ingredients, no problem.
But inevitably, the noodles are in one lump in the bowl and the bendy plastic fork and spoon won't loosen them.
So get the proper cutlery from the drawer, sort everything out, pour some soup into the noodles, 1 minute in the microwave and it was good to eat.
Luxury!
As usual I assessed what was worth keeping, before taking the stuff outside to the bin. This "hoarding" has become an important part of life.
Apart from spare sachets of ingredients, for when they have forgotten them - things like unused paper napkins, the plastic bags, the plastic coffee cup from breakfast - you keep them.
There are no kitchen towels, j-cloths or things like that. I suppose they are classed as "biohazard" risks by the thought police. The "wet wipes" etc I have are all ones I decided to bring with me, but I didn't think about j-cloths. Cleaning up something like fruit juice spillage from the floor is a challenge.
I have another consignment of the 92 baht per tablet Arcoxia pills for my aching back. (No I still didn't get an answer regarding ibuprofen, despite asking again - just "these are better"". The laugh is that they are packed in really thick foil. It is impossible to tear open. If I hadn't had a pair in my toilet bag, then making the phone call to ask "could I possibly have a small pair of scissors to break into my expensive medicine" would have been interesting.
I can laugh at most of that, but....
I keep reading reports of people testing positive on their final test. I have also read about more than one early positive result for Thai people arriving from Dubai on the same day as I did.
That is something in the back of my mind, because the idea of also having another 2 weeks minimum in the local hospital would not be on my agenda.
What must life be like for a prisoner, in jail, in his cell, in solitary confinement?
Inhumane - and not something I've given more than a fleeting thought to before.
Onwards and ...onwards
Does anyone clean your room or replace bathroom bits, like toilet paper?
yes - exciting.Does anyone clean your room or replace bathroom bits, like toilet paper?
Pleased to hear that. I was thinking more about your predicament of not having anything to mop up spilt juice.yes - exciting.
2 little plastic women with brush and mops - first time they showed up was day 6, then to my surprise yesterday as well.
I've only seen their eyes.
First time they left the door open - I was like a dog getting out the front gate - nobody else about and that's how I knew there were only 4 rooms but 2 fire escapes.
(And today's evening meal came at 4.36pm, schedule is 5.30pm)
yes - exciting.
2 little plastic women with brush and mops - first time they showed up was day 6, then to my surprise yesterday as well.
I've only seen their eyes.
First time they left the door open - I was like a dog getting out the front gate - nobody else about and that's how I knew there were only 4 rooms but 2 fire escapes.
(And today's evening meal came at 4.36pm, schedule is 5.30pm)
yes - exciting.
2 little plastic women with brush and mops - first time they showed up was day 6, then to my surprise yesterday as well.
I've only seen their eyes.
First time they left the door open - I was like a dog getting out the front gate - nobody else about and that's how I knew there were only 4 rooms but 2 fire escapes.
(And today's evening meal came at 4.36pm, schedule is 5.30pm)
I am led to believe that some of the Muslim women hiding beneath their burquas, are to put it bluntly "a bit of alright" You, Wanderer, only saw the eyes of your cleaning ladies. Did you not wonder, with all the time on your hands, what may lie beneath the plastic?, I am sure I would have done.![]()