Okay, so you wanna know about my Thailand trip and how long I stayed? Buckle up, it’s a bit of a story.
First off, I had this itch to just get away. You know, escape the daily grind. Thailand always seemed like a good bet – beautiful beaches, cheap food, friendly people. I started doing some research, looking at flights and accommodation. I figured, “Hey, I’m going all the way there, might as well make it worth it.”
Originally, I booked a two-week trip. Round-trip ticket, hotel in Bangkok for a few nights, and then a vague plan to head south to the islands. But then I started reading blogs and watching vlogs. People were talking about spending months there! I got FOMO real quick.
So, I did some digging. I checked the visa situation. For my nationality, I could get a 30-day visa exemption. Cool. That’s a month. I figured, “Okay, let’s do a month.” I called the airline and changed my return flight. Cost me a bit extra, but hey, YOLO, right?
Landed in Bangkok, and man, it was intense. The heat, the smells, the traffic – sensory overload! I spent the first few days just wandering around, soaking it all in. Hit the temples, ate street food (so good!), and haggled in the markets. Classic tourist stuff.
After Bangkok, I hopped on a night train down to Krabi. From there, I island-hopped. Koh Phi Phi, Koh Lanta, Railay Beach – each one was more stunning than the last. I spent my days swimming, sunbathing, and exploring. Evenings were all about the sunsets, the cheap cocktails, and the good company.
Around the three-week mark, though, I started to feel… different. Not bad, just… settled. I wasn’t rushing around trying to see everything. I found a favorite little beach shack on Koh Lanta and basically just hung out there for a week. Read books, chatted with the locals, and watched the tide come in and out.
And then it hit me: I didn’t want to leave. Not yet, anyway. I checked my visa situation again. I could extend it for another 30 days at the immigration office. Score! So, I did. I spent a morning at the immigration office filling out forms and paying the fee, and boom, I had another month.
The second month was even more chill than the first. I took a cooking class, learned some basic Thai phrases, and even volunteered at an animal shelter for a few days. I really felt like I was connecting with the place and the people.
But all good things must come to an end, right? As my second month drew to a close, I started to feel a little homesick. I missed my friends and family, and I was craving a good burger. So, I booked my flight home. In total, I was in Thailand for just about 60 days.
Would I do it again? Absolutely. In fact, I’m already thinking about my next trip. Maybe next time I’ll stay even longer! The key takeaway? Don’t be afraid to change your plans and go with the flow. You never know what adventures await you.
