The Halifax

So I get up at 3.30 am because I can’t sleep due to the excitement of it all, then sit in the foyer chatting on MSN to people who are enjoying their Friday night in the UK. I then get a taxi to Hualamphong station to get my train to the Cambodian border.

Do I ‘eck – I needed to get some cash out to pay the Cambodians their visa fee as well as a few other bits and pieces, but the ATM machines were spitting my card out with some explaination in Thai – so I thought to ring the credit card company . My phone was not getting a signal so I went to a garage to get a phone card – by this time I’m realising my window on Cambodia was drawing to a close, so I get a taxi back to my hotel.

I called the card company on skype – they told me that they had nicely cancelled my cards due to the fact that they were being used in a third world country. Well what in gods name do they expect me to do in Thailand, send them back by jet to get a few quid out of the cash machine at Heathrow.

So, after sorting that out I’m still at the Atlanta hotel and have had to endure another day of lounging by the pool and tucking into Pad Kaprow. Life’s a bitch.

I’m going tomorrow morning.

2 thoughts on “The Halifax”

  1. This happens to me approx every 6 months, I’ll make regular withdrawals during this period then all off a sudden boom: ‘we cancelled your card as a security measure’. So the last 6 months of withdrawals from the same ATM in Buenos Aires didn’t suggest all is OK?

    Good luck with the chickens.

  2. You can’t get any more secure than letting nobody use it, I salute their water tight policy.

    Good to hear from you Andy, I hope Buenos Aires is as mad as a bag of squirrels enough for you..

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