19/10/2010

Confessions of a weak bladdered girl . . .

Our bus for Dalat left at 7am ish, where as we left the hostel Steve checked in! The sleeper had some negatives and positives compared to the other sleeper we had. This one our feet weren't encased in and we got given the whole back seat with loadsa room to ourselves, underneath 5 chairs of course, it was like crawling into a tunnel. Only problem was, there was no toilet on this bus.

So as always I need a wee. Everyone was practically akip on the bus, and I had somehow let myself get to the point of needing to pee that if I had tried to get out of the tunnel I would have wet my pants. I was in so much pain, so here is my confession. Another desperate measure for desperate times. I had the window open and the way the seats are arranged it has five back seats, but 3 have a bed straight in front. So two have like a puffie at the end you put your feet up on, inbetween the three beds. So you have the two outside seats and middle seats are the rows on the bus of beds. So we were like seat 2 and 4 in the row. I took myself next to the window, so no one could properly see into the tunnel, sat on the pillow, and yes, used the pillow to absorb my wee, I emptied half my bladder, it was a small pillow, manoeuvring it for 100% absorbency. I then opened my back pack and was able to put my string bikini bottoms on as the sides totally untie, take off my peed pants and put on a new pair. Waited for the driver to turn a corner so I was able to chuck the pillow out the window when he wouldn't be looking. My god what a task this was.

Once done I was still desperate but able to walk where I ran down the front of the bus and asked him to pull over where instantly he did at our break point and I legged it to the loo. My dear god, in the 20min break I went another 2 times after just gone when I got off the bus and didn't dare drink any water for the remaining two hours. When we got off I again had to leg it into the hotel next to the bus and run the stairs and didn't have time to turn the light on or close the door and peed while everyone else calmly queued up from the bus. I have serious bladder issues. But I would say that compared to all the places I have peed and situations of peeing on my travels, this particular peeing incident tops them all. Laura was pleased she was akip during this moment of desperation.

Once in Dalat, we walked to the hostel pink house and checked in straight away giving us from about 1pm to do what we wanted (a shower was the first for me).

We went to the market, lots of veggie food, loads of weird tofu concoctions that are really meat like looking it's so convincing. Laura had some weird tofu stuff later while I stuck to the yummy veggie things. Great selection I was so excited, but not a fan of tofu so I didn't have any of that.

I did some more, da, da, da, da , fabric shopping, just for an hour though, I'm going to be glued to the sewing machine when I get back.

We explored the town, ate, the usual sorta thing. xx