So when I booked tickets to Thailand on a whim in February this year I didn’t really consider much other than “it’s my husband’s birthday in June” so colour me a little mortified right now as it dawns on me that June is kind of rainy season in Thailand…
Dude… I don’t have money to spend on raincoats! And I don’t even think you’re allowed to take umbrellas with you in your hand luggage on planes. So…
Wait… Do I even own an umbrella?
Hmmm. I think there might be a few floating around here…but I prefer to use umbrellas for photo opportunities rather than actual dryness… The whole holding up umbrellas as an act of self-preservation does not work so well for me.
Then again: At this point I’m so looking forward to our trip that I might even be happy hanging out inside Seven Eleven all day and just eating ice creams and toasted sarmies while I wait for the rain to die down. Or bedroom picnics with junk food and a book? I might be daft but that doesn’t sound too bad.
It’ll be fine, right?
We don’t need clear skies to have fun, do we?
Lort I might need to sell my pancreas and buy a damn raincoat…
Freaking rainy season. Damn.
Although…. Cloudiness makes for great photography so perhaps it won’t be too bad after all?