Hurricane, surgery and lots of bad luck in Asia

If you ever feel like you’re the most unlucky person because you don’t have more Instagram followers, or because a bit of rain ruined one of your beach days, just try to switch that thought off. You’re extremely lucky that you have a house to go back to and you did not faint in a shower in a hostel and had a surgery in Thailand.

I met the most – unluckily lucky –  solo traveller in Asia.

So, I was feeling a bit miserable these days because it’s not that easy to live this perfect digital nomad life as you would think. wink wink.

I don’t get as many likes on Instagram as others do for pictures that aren’t even special. I had to book another place because I didn’t pay attention to all the bad reviews the place had. #firstworldproblems

I was eating a delicious meal in a place in front of my hostel and saw a girl limping back to the hostel. She had a surgery and got her appendices out. Poor girl, I thought to myself, she destroyed her vacation. And I was so lucky in these last 3 weeks and haven’t felt bad at all.

The next day I talked a bit more with the girl. She was actually on a short vacation here in order to find a boat, to find a job – on a cruise, because she is from The Virgin Islands and she doesn’t have a home to go back to. You know, the hurricanes you keep hearing about on TV and in social media? They did destroy places and people have no homes. She has one wall left from her home and some stuff that didn’t fly away.

She was brave enough to fly around the globe (28 hours of flights…) and search for new opportunities.

But, she ate some pancakes. The greasy ones, the ones with Nutella and banana, or mango, or whatever you want to combine it with. She felt sick after eating one of those and fainted in the shower, in the hostel where we both stayed. Her appendix burst so she needed a surgery, in a hospital in Phuket.

Do you feel you can handle more details? About how bad the public hospital is in Phuket? She told me she went to a private one, but they sent her to the public one for the surgery because of the travel insurance. The moment she got there and realised how sad the conditions were, she managed somehow to pull some strings, being helped by some friend in the States, and had the surgery in the private one. I don’t remember the details, but this time we can say, she had some luck.

After a few days of rest, she came back to the hostel and the evening I met her she was happy she can eat solid food again. She still limbs, it still hurts, her wound needs to close before she can fly… So, she stayed in Phuket.

That’s how we met and then we kept meeting and sharing the hostel. We were the ones that stayed the longest there 🙂

Obviously, the missy is still full of bad luck, and I heard so many stories and lived some with her. Like when she met the worst idiot on that island, that was super nice to her and after a few minutes became a total asshole and the love story ended abruptly. Or when she went on a trip to the Similan islands, got out of her tent to see a huge Komodo dragon kinda beast. Or…she snorkelled and a guy from the boot jumped and hit her and she fainted in the water… nothing bad happened, besides some pain in her neck.

She always got the worst neighbours next to her bed, or upstairs :)) from sex-obsessed couples to lesbian swearing couple and the freakiest dude rapping in his sleep or in the shower.

Do you still feel unlucky?

And the most amazing thing about this is that the girl still has her humour and sarcasm and she laughs as much as she can, because her operation hurts a bit while laughing…

Don’t think about what could go wrong, think about what could be right!