Welcome to the Sweater Saga. I created this site mostly as a blog to chronicle my travels. However, as time progresses I hope to use this site to provide resources to others looking to travel, including awesome travel deals, funny and informative stories, and gear reviews. Though, if anything, I hope this blog will serve as a catalyst for other people looking to travel!
After a long but relatively enjoyable flight from Thailand, I touched down in Stockholm’s Arlanda airport at 4 pm. Bangkok to Sweden was quite the shock. Relative to Thailand, everything was so clean. There also wasn’t a terrible stench in the air, and the weather was not too hot and not too cold. It was perfect. Plus the people were beautiful. Sweden was turning out to be everything I dreamed it would be.
If this is even possible, Bangkok might have been one of the most interesting and most awful places I have ever been. Before we get to Bangkok, let’s rewind a bit. Unfortunately I had to leave Ko Tao after spending fourteen days in paradise. I had no choice for two reasons. First my visa for Thailand was about to expire. Second my flight out Thailand was scheduled for the 2nd of July. Anymore delay, and I would miss my flight and face a penalty. Sadly, I boarded my two hour ferry and subsequent six hour bus for Bangkok.
Hello friends. It has been awhile. Sorry for the long pause. This blog post took me several days to type. The first part was written sitting on a plane making my way to Stockholm, Sweden. The second part was in my hostel in Sweden. The third was at a cafe by the river in Stockholm. Finally the fourth was written hungover in the kitchen of my hostel.
After the Full Moon party I was pretty dead and decided to spend the majority of that day lounging in my room watching Youtube videos. Anything else or anything that involved using my brain was absolutely out of the question. The goal for that night was to go to bed early and wake up and seize the following day. To accomplish this goal, I went to bed at 9:30 pm. Around 10 pm, the resort next to mine started pumping some deep house music….
165 kilometers per hour. That was the speed at which my hired minivan hurled me from Koh Lanta to the ferry terminal for Koh Phangan. For my American friends, that is a little over 100 mph. We didn’t just hit this speed once, we averaged this speed for nearly three hours. Of course, it wouldn’t have been Thailand unless the van was overloaded, and I was sitting in the front seat. Needless to say I made it to Koh Phangan a little shaken but okay.