4 days in Bangkok. And, probably not nearly enough time in this city.
- Martin telling a random on the street that ‘yes, we are interested in seeing a ping pong competition. And, yes, especially if it is happy hour time. And, yes, my girlfriend would like to come too.’ Really funny, still laughing.
- Watching as a western man boards the sky bus train with a fairly manly Lady Boy.
- Lots of incredible shopping, although, due to budget constraits, nothing was purchased. 😦
- The hotel, of course.
- Visiting Wat Arun Temple and the steep climb up. I am still shaking since I am deathly afraid of heights.
- The joy of drinking a Starbucks even though Melbourne turned me into a coffee snob. However, after being in Asia for 1.5 months, the mocha frap had never tasted better.
- Going to the famous skytop roofbar and being rejected (along with 8 others) because we weren’t dressed appropriately enough. In the words of the hostess ‘your shoes are not fashionable enough.’ What? You mean these 8 year old REEF’s don’t cut it?
- Finishing The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (it was the only book available at the hostel where you could trade in a used book for another).
- Street food. And, street market shopping.
- A Pizza Hut dinner that made me very happy, especially since they have fancy lounge seating. It’s way more up scale here.
- The brief thought that I have never been as American as my time in Bangkok as I hit up McDonalds, Burger King, Starbucks and Pizza Hut all within 24 hours. And don’t think for a minute that I didn’t consider the Dunkin Donuts and Krispy Kreme either. Damn, it felt good though.
- Spending 3 hours looking for a hostel to do our laundry.
In the words of Lonley Planet, ‘Bangkok is so gay that it makes San Francisco look like a rural American town.’
Tomorrow, we are off to Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Hostel booked. Flight booked. Now, the only thing on my mind is how quickly I can get my hands on a copy of The Girl who played with Fire.
– Rali. xo