Airport Hotel
05:49
I know it's synonmous with backpacking and everyone who travels does it but for those of you fortunate/unfortunate enough not to have taken part in the great tradition of sleeping in an airport, I thought I would share.
My spell at Suvarnabhumi International Airport began at 9:44pm February 27th, my flight was scheduled for 7:50am the following morning. Now for anyone that knows me, you'll know that 20 minutes in one spot and I'll get restless let alone 10 hours. Regardless, it was my choice and my drive to save money!
The airport itself seems to follow most moden airport blueprints; lots if glass, some unfortunate yet necessary metalwork, overpolished floors and a bulb count to rival the sun. Within the building itself, the open planned nature ensures there is never a moments silence and just to make sure of this, Thailand's attempt at classical music drones on hour after hour interupted sporadically by some indecipherable message or another.
Despite all this, I found a spot which offered some shade from the glaring halogens and seemed an adequate distance from the overhead speakers. Granted it was by the toilets but you have to work with what you've got (plus it was probably the best smelling part of the airport on account of the lemongrass air freshener).
My makeshift camp consisted of my main bag as a pillow and a towel as the accompanying mattress. Now the mattress didn't just happen to be, it took many attempts - folding, positioning, testing, refolding and so on and let me tell you; no matter how much you fold a towel, it will NEVER constitute a good bed. On the bright side, I still have the joys of a budget Asian airline to experience!
My spell at Suvarnabhumi International Airport began at 9:44pm February 27th, my flight was scheduled for 7:50am the following morning. Now for anyone that knows me, you'll know that 20 minutes in one spot and I'll get restless let alone 10 hours. Regardless, it was my choice and my drive to save money!
The airport itself seems to follow most moden airport blueprints; lots if glass, some unfortunate yet necessary metalwork, overpolished floors and a bulb count to rival the sun. Within the building itself, the open planned nature ensures there is never a moments silence and just to make sure of this, Thailand's attempt at classical music drones on hour after hour interupted sporadically by some indecipherable message or another.
My view of the airport
Despite all this, I found a spot which offered some shade from the glaring halogens and seemed an adequate distance from the overhead speakers. Granted it was by the toilets but you have to work with what you've got (plus it was probably the best smelling part of the airport on account of the lemongrass air freshener).
My view of the toilets!
My bed for the night



