This also happened on the Nakon Sawan (I know a lot happened that weekend). We got to Bangkok and as Clem's dad was in town we went off to meet him. It was an adventure let me tell you. It took us ages to get there but we made it. We had a drink and then walked back to the bus station. Unfortunately, the way we went back was a lot longer than the way we went. Basically it got to 9.30pm when we were supposed to be getting onto the bus and we were still a bit away from the bus station. So we got into a taxi thinking we would be Ok as Thai time means that the bus would arrive maybe half and hour late. The only problem was that even though we knew that we were still really nervous. We managed to get to the station and we ran (a very un-Thai thing to do) to where our bus was. Once we were there, there was a bus there waiting which looked like our bus but when we showed our tickets to the bus guy but he said that it wasn't our bus and that it was the next one. We were so relived. All the people were smiling as they could see that we had just been running all the way there and that we were so happy that we hadn't missed the bus.
When the next bus came along we were told yet again that it wasn't ours and it was the next one but when the next one came along and we showed our ticket again to the bus guy but this time the guy took our tickets away and ran off which brought two worried looks to our faces. For the next few minutes time seemed to go really slow as we waited for something to happen. The bus sat in the parking bay at that point in time was a gold plus bus so a bit more swanky than the bus we were going on so we were really confused when the guy got into the swanky bus and started talking to the driver and hostess and talking on the phone and the next thing we knew, we were told to go into the front cockpit of the bus and made to sit down. Then the bus started to leave with us in the front. We were so confused and so were all the other Thai people who saw us arrive as we all thought that we hadn't missed our bus but now we were leaving on a different one. After a few minutes and a quick phone call to the hostesses sister who spoke some English, we found out that the first bus that was there when we first arrived was our bus and the bus guy made us miss it so they were trying to sort something out as it was their fault. We found it hilarious but we couldn't sit there for 7 hours. Luckily we were going to travel with them for one hour and then meet up with our bus. We spent that hour giggling our heads off and so where the driver and hostess as they had never had this experience before. It would be silence and we would just hear the driver chuckle next to us. The people in the bus were really confused as well as they didn't know why there were two 'farang' in the front of the bus as every so often, they would just see these pair of eyes look through the window at them. When we met up with our actual bus, we managed to wake everyone up as the walkway was really small and I had a plastic bag with me which didn't make the usual rustle, but loud crackling. We managed to get into our seats and we were on our way. Not the usual way back home but an eventful one I shall never forget.
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