I have had the worst day ever having been robbed twice. First I had my camera with its spare battery and 3 memory cards (including 600 photos) stolen. Then when buying a new camera this evening I was scammed out of another 150 pounds. I'm alone again now after having been with my parents for 10 days which is pretty difficult. For the first time today I physically wanted to go home. Hard times...

Next day: While on the way to my ferry I fell on an escalator bending back and bruising my toes. Then I had a flight transfer going through Bangkok. It was quite bumpy all the way, then when we went to land the landing gear wouldn't deploy so we had to make an emergency ascent. We were circling for ages, and kept going up really steeply then dropping really quickly which messes with your head. Then the pilot came out (I thought to say to everyone hold on and pray) but he went and talked to 2 passengers. One went with the pilot along the walkway to the middle of the plane and opened up a door in the floor. They were playing with things there for a while whilst the other passenger helped to fly the plane. It was all a bit surreal and everyone was panicking, it was really rough the whole time too; I later found out this was because there was a massive dent and whole in the side of the plane just below the wing. We eventually landed safely and you'd think things couldn't get any worse... right? Wrong! I collected my luggage, got through immigration and went to check in for my follow up flight to Vietnam. It was at this point that I nearly broke down on the spot when I was told I wasn't allowed on my flight as I needed and didn't have a Vietnamese Visa. Hence I am now stranded in Bangkok. Things can only get better...