🚝 🥭✨ OMG, guys, I’M IN BANGKOK!!! 😍🌆 I’m riding the monorail, zooming through a cyberpunk dream, staring out the window, and WOW—skyscrapers, temples, jungle vibes—just PURE MAGIC! 🏙️🌿💛 The train sways gently, and I’m sitting there, grinning like someone just handed me unlimited free mangoes 🥭😆. But then… I notice the Thai people around me are giving me that look—like I just declared my undying love for durian (which, if you don’t know, is basically a sock that decided to pass away in the heat but people STILL eat it 🤢😂).
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But do I care? NOPE! 😎✌️ I’m traveling, vibing, LIVING! 💃✨ And then… the doors on the opposite side open, and out of NOWHERE—a man FLIES into the train! 🤯😂 No, seriously, he FULL-ON LAUNCHES himself inside like he’s in an action movie, thinking he’s got time before the doors close. He jumps, does some kind of half-ninja roll, grabs the handrail… but his bag full of mangoes stays OUTSIDE. 🥭🚪❌
The whole train gasps. He gasps. The mangoes gasp.
AND THEN it gets EVEN BETTER. 😂 The monorail starts moving, and this poor guy just stands there, staring at his lost mangoes like they were his first love. 🥺💔 I see his pain. I FEEL his pain. And I realize—this is MY MOMENT to be a hero. 🦸♀️✨
I reach into my bag, pull out my OWN mango, and with the most dramatic face ever, I hold it out to him:
— “In honor of what was lost.” 🥭💔😌
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GUYS. The whole train EXPLODES with laughter! 🤣🤣 Even the people who were giving me weird looks before are now dying. The guy takes the mango, clutches it to his chest like it’s the last mango on Earth, and dramatically says:
— “You… have saved my day.” 🥹🙏✨
And THAT’S how I learned that in Bangkok, everything falls into two categories: either you LOSE a mango, or someone GIVES you one. The key? Travel with a SMILE! 😆🥭💛✨