Got on our last ever overnight train to Bangkok. Despite nit speaking any Thai and eating mouth burning curry from the station we did it.

Downside, the bed was covered in dead bugs, the window had no curtain and we were next to a proper Danish hippy. He was wearing tie dye, crystals and told us about his spiritual experiences on Koh Samui. Turns out these experiences were aided by magic mushrooms, whoda thunk it?!

Made it back to the hostel where if all started. In a dorm... With only 1 roommate who we saw once. Somehow found a load more shopping centres but no human sized knickers.

No money to go out so scraped our coins together for dinner.

Just found our flight to Oz is 3 hours earlier than we thought, oops! Had our last lunch at another rough and ready place next door, but pad Thai for 60p? Perfect.

Kangarooville here we come!!!!