"nightmare in Thailand" - "Nightmare in Thailand" This time written in two languages: Here I sit. Late at night. I look out the window of an apartment in the 22nd Floor of a building in Bangkok and hope that my rib pain quickly disappears. In recent weeks, but nothing really went as I had hoped. And I'm flew to Thailand to complete the book on my couch Hopper trip. To finally draw a final line under the project. But I can not write a page. Instead, "rest periods" and other "disappointment". But there are also good news. I'm beginning but once again all over again ...
So it has not worked out as I had hoped in Brazil. I simply the market for public relations experts in Rio de Janeiro overestimated. The acquisition was very slow, plus I've always supported Rita in their projects. Finally I pulled the ripcord and decided to fly back to Germany. To take care of my customers there to strive for new goals, spend more time with my son. No question, the departure from Rio was very difficult. Rita is still part of my everyday life, has a special place in my heart. However, the focus of my daily life is mainly on my career. To what has filled me in recent years repeatedly with success: the feeling of really needed to be and feel professional respect. In fact, it now looks so that I will devote myself from no later than November new level responsibilities. The only question is in which city. If there is a final decision because I share them to you at this point with you. In any case, an eventful future waiting for me.
But should I go first with my current, rather miserable, able to grapple. I have therefore decided to fly to Thailand. It should be finished my book, so I can then fall with "free mind" in my new role. Well, as it looks, I probably still got to complete as a hobby project plan for the workday. As the publisher but with decision leaves much too much time (now is four months past), I have decided to publish the necessary lines in the self-publishing. Lo and behold, it hardly a day that I live with this new decision, as I flutter in a short period of two e-mails from publishers in the mailbox. See my project exciting and asking "politely" if I had already found a publisher. Well, who have now read my sample and I'm expecting a few days. But there is nothing that prevents me from writing.
What keeps me from writing, I call today the "nightmare of Thailand". I come On the first day in Thailand and become kind of an old friend (he had taken me as a loyal blog readers already in the past year as host) being received. It's late in the evening. Almost overnight. His wife, he and I drink in the hotel lobby or a drink before we leave in the night. Where can I get even, unfortunately, not as it is not clear whether the dogs call me as friendly as the hosts welcome.
The next day we continue to have an apartment in which I will mainly work for the next almost 5 weeks. A very nice room, with all the amenities: air conditioning, refrigerator, balcony, hot showers, and, and, and. I'm really looking forward to the visit. In the evening, however, makes the unknowable hoped. With my rented bike I'm going to the proximity to a kind of karaoke bar. I'm meeting a lot of nice people. Among other things, a thai student who speaks excellent English. We can approach the evening calm. Over a long period it is enough for just two beers. I say goodbye to the round and get on your bike. That's the last thing I can remember. I wake up until hours later in hospital again. Severe pain. Later I learn that the police found me. I was front and unconscious at high speed against a Wall down. The bike was out of the helmet split into its component parts. I suffered some "small" fractures of the skull and laceration on my forehead and the head had to be sewn with seven stitches. In addition, physicians would miss me a neck brace. You might just call a spade times: by the time I was completely in the A. ...!
My plans are out. The golf I can remember. It initially followed twelve days, I mostly lying in the hospital and later spend in my apartment. But I've had bad luck in the same apartment complex, live police officers, who take care of my business and my landlady again And answer questions. So I have found, for example, found that it can be very good that you gave me secretly in the bar poured drugged the drink and I'm only just disappeared earlier than expected. It was not the first time was that an alien has been deprived in this way its travel budget. But this scenario remains a guess, no one can prove it. So I must continue to assume a tragic accident. Perhaps the diplomatic way to avoid further trouble.
Well, my head has now cured, only a few scratches and a very light blue eyes are still visible. Only the best in cracking ribs give me in between some worries. Good thing I have a large selection of pain medications on hand. Thailand's pharmacies was simple thanks. And I am no longer in the northern part of the country, but in Bangkok. Here I am preparing to speak before my trip home and already working on new ideas. Tomorrow I'll probably can again begin to write longer texts. The book will grow so voraussichtlcih from tomorrow ... In Come
I am again this time with a couch surfer. For this purpose, but more in a later post. About my Facebook page I try to keep my friends and acquaintances as possible in real-time updates. Which is not always that easy, because the Internet connection is unfortunately not so reliable. But I can manage.
I close now time to this article. In my next article I report on the organization of the home. Whether the airline umbucht me easily on an earlier flight. And on further meetings here in the land of smiles.
best regards from Bangkok,
Daniel
This time the words in English for foreign readers (please excuse the mistakes, I wrote it very fast): Here I sit. Late at night. I look out the window of an apartment on the 22nd floor of a building in Bangkok and hope that my rib pain quickly disappears. The last weeks nothing really went as I had hoped. And I flew to Thailand to complete the book on my couch Hopper trip! To finally draw a final line under the project. But I can not write a page. Instead, "rest periods" and other "disappointments". But there are also good news. I'm beginning but once again first I start with the beginning...
So it has not worked out as I had hoped in Brazil. I simply overestimated the market for public relations experts in Rio de Janeiro. The acquisition was very slow, plus I've supported Rita in their projects. Finally I pulled the ripcord and decided to fly back to Germany. To take care of my customers in Germany, to strive for new goals, spend more time with my son. No question, the departure from Rio was very difficult. Rita is still part of my everyday life, has a special place in my heart. However, the focus of my daily life is mainly on my career. To what has filled me in recent years repeatedly with success: the feeling of being really needed and the sense of professional esteem. In fact, it now looks so that I will devote myself from no later than November new level responsibilities. The only question is in which city. If there is a final decision, I'll share them with you at this point. In any case, an eventful future is waiting for me.
Nevertheless, should I go first with my current, rather miserable, situation. I have therefore decided to fly to Thailand: It should be finished my book, so I can then start with "free mind" into my new role. Well, it looks like I have to complete the well for a plan but as a hobby project for the celebration evening. The publisher needs too much time with his decision (now four months past), I have decided to publish the necessary lines in the self-publishing. It is hardly a day that I live with this new decision, as I received in a short period two e-mails from publishers. They know about my project and were asking "politely" if I had already found a publisher. Well, now they read my sample and I'll wait a few days. But there is nothing that prevents me from writing.
What keeps me away from writing, I call today the "nightmare in Thailand". I arrived on the first day in Thailand and was kindly welcomed by an old friend (he had taken me as a loyal blog readers already in the past year as host). It's late in the evening. Almost overnight. His wife, him and me just had a quick drink and then said good night. I couldn't stay at theirs place, because unfortunately it was not clear whether the dogs call me as friendly as the hosts welcome.
The next day we continue to have an apartment in which I will mainly work for the next almost 5 weeks. A very nice room, with all the amenities: air conditioning, refrigerator, balcony, hot shower, and, and, and. I'm really looking forward to this visit. In the evening, however, makes the unknowable hoped. With my rented bike I'm going to the proximity to a kind of karaoke bar. I'm meeting a lot of nice people. Among other people, a thai student who speaks excellent English. We can approach the evening calm. Over a long period it is enough for just two beers. I say goodbye to the round and get on my bike. That's the last thing I can remember. I woke up in hospital again - hours later. Pain. Later I heard that the police found me. I had gone head-on and unconscious at high speed into a wall. The bike was broken, the helmet split into its component parts. I suffered some "small" fractures of the skull and laceration on my forehead and the head had to be sewn with seven stitches. In addition, physicians would miss me a neck brace. You might just call a spade times: by the time I was completely in the A..!
My plans are done: Playing golf I can forget. It initially followed twelve days, I mostly lying in the hospital and later spend in my apartment. But I've had bad luck in the same apartment complex, live police officers who took care of my business and always answered my landlord "difficult" questions. So I have found out, for example, that it can be that someone gave me secretly in the bar poured drugged the drink and I'm only just disappeared earlier than expected. It was not the first time was that a foreigner has been deprived in this way its travel budget. But this scenario remains a guess, no one can prove it. So I must continue to assume a tragic accident. Perhaps the diplomatic way to avoid further trouble.
Well, my head has now cured, only a few scratches and a very light blue eye are still visible. Only the best in cracking ribs give me in between some worries. Good thing I have a large selection of analgesics for the hand. Thailand's pharmacies was simple thanks. And I am no longer in the northern part of the country, but in Bangkok. Here I am preparing to travel back home and already working on new ideas. Tomorrow I'll probably can again begin to write longer texts. The book will grow from tomorrow on...
I am again this time with a couch surfer. For this purpose, but more in a later post. About my Facebook page I try to keep my friends and acquaintances as possible in real-time updates. Which is not always that easy, because the Internet connection is unfortunately not so reliable. But I can manage.
I'll close now this article. In my next article I report on the organization of the way back home. Whether the airline helps me to easily get on an earlier flight. And on further meetings here in the land of smiles.
Best greetings from Bangkok!
Daniel
