The worst month - ever. A brush with death!

Another crash



It's Tuesday morning and I'm sitting in the On On Hotel's internet cafe with very uncomfortable seats. I'm complaining about the seats because my whole body is aching after another motorbike mishap. I've been off work so far this week. Given the pain I'm in I don't know if I'll make it to school at all this week. I've been eating nurofen painkillers like smarties!



It was about 7pm Sunday night. I was riding from Khatu to Rawai. I was planning to eat some fresh seafood by the night sea. I was cruising in the fast lane at about 80km/hr about 1 km north of Chalong circle. That's when some penis-brain on a scooter decided to turn right. It would have been nice if he'd have indicated his intentions by using those flashy orange things. It would have been even nicer if he had looked over his shoulder to check nothing was coming from behind. Penis-brain did neither and swerved into the fast lane at walking speed. I was too close to avoid him and I ended up smashing into the back of him.



This is where time slowed down because I really thought I was going to die. I don't quite remember the initial impact as I was thrown forward. I do remember seeing masses of sparks from the crash bars as our bikes slid along the tarmac for a while. As everything ground to a halt I looked behind me and saw a trail of wreckage. I then looked at my bike and noticed the back wheel spinning crazily in the air. I was completely disorientated but the first thing I did as I struggled to my feet was switch both engines off. I couldn't move my left arm and therefore couldn't move the bikes from the road. Some bystanders helped with this as I stumbled to the safety of the roadside. I could hardly walk!



The other guy seemed OK and he drove off as if nothing had happened although he'd nearly been killed! I sat in a small bus stop thinking I'd broke my arm or shoulder as I couldn't move it an inch. I had blood all over my foot, thigh, groin and hands. The worst pain was my left shoulder.



I sat for 1 hour in total shock with my hands shaking uncontrollably. I looked at my bike and judged it undrivable. Even if it had of been mechanically sound I couldn't have driven it anyway given my useless left arm. I looked at my helmet and was astounded to see the damage incurred.



I truly believe I would not be writing this now had I not worn the helmet!



I still have a huge painful lump above my left eye but things could've been a lot worse.



I wanted to call my boss but my new phone hadn't survived the ordeal. It is battered and broken too.



Eventually a motorbike taxi guy drove me the 10km home in agony. I left my bike where it was. Even when someone is in severe trouble, Phuket taxi folk will still cheat Farangs. He charged me 300bt which even the girls who run my apartment agreed was ridiculous. He was not a jaidee kinda guy. The taxi wanker took total advantage of the situation. I hope karma repays him in kind. Nairn, the apartment girl went to get some pain killers for me. I took them and went to bed after swapping SIM cards so I could inform my boss of the incident.

I didn't sleep, merely tossing and turning in pain as it was impossible to find a comfortable position.



On Monday morning Gwan took me to school, hospital and to collect my bike. She drove my bike back to Phuket Town very slowly as it is wrecked - I was surprised to see in the cold light of day that it could even be ridden at all. Taxi wanker guy assured me it couldn't be done, but then he was only interested in lining his own pockets. The concept of actually helping someone in need is probably an alien one to him. I drove her small scooter in agony as I sometimes had to use my left arm. We took it straight to the Honda garage where I was told it'll cost around 7000bt to repair. The most important parts are the front forks since the front suspension doesn't work. However there is plenty of other damage too.



This morning I have sourced three new books since I have nothing to do other than rest and read in bed. My left arm is still aching 40 hours after the incident.



I've had plenty time to dwell on how this month has been one of the worst for me financially, emotionally and physically. The local Thais have told me to go and see a monk in the temple! Perhaps I'll do that when I feel a bit more up to it. I am still very much in agony right now. I missing work and feel very bored. It's also difficult not having any loved ones around when things are like this!



In conclusion, this month I have been



1. Dumped

2. Beaten

3. Fined by the Police 2500

4. Paid for a room I didn't live in 3000

5. Lost a TV/DVD and furniture 4000

6. Wasted money donated to my ex 8000

7. Almost died in a horrific crash

8. Wrecked my motorbike 7000

9. Wrecked my phone after only 3 weeks 3000 (No pics for a while)

10. Sitting here typing this feeling both terrible pain combined with loneliness and boredom.



Come to Asia - it rocks!

I'm off to read and rest in bed. I should have my bike back by Friday although whether or not I'll have the balls to drive it is another matter. I'm really shaken up!


At least I have the other guy's number plate as a souvenir! Moreover, I've acquired some new vocab.

Lom Rot - crash
pare - cuts and bruises
haa mor - see doctor
som - fix
jep mac - big pain
ber a - bored

By the way, the night before on Saturday, I went to Patong with my friend Miao. We went into Exotica gogo bar because it was selling beer at only 100bt and it might be a laugh. After watching a lesbian show (cool) we were treated to the spectacle of a 'pussy show'. Watching a small live bird emerge from a woman's 'area' is not erotic. Same same for live fish. She was squrting live fish into a small fish tank. Miao and I were almost sick! They could've warned us. So now I'm warning you.