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A little trip to Bangkok
Where? Bangkok, Thailand
When? September, 2018
Why? Visa run + see a mate
Digs? Holy Sheet Hostel, Bangkok which was fantastically social and friendly either arranged (Korean BBQ/Jazz nights) or a group headed out to see Bangkok a couple of other nights (both cliche and local spots).
Bangkok…. Wow just wow, what an amazing action filled week there in a city that doesn’t sleep.
It’s hard to put in words how amazing the contrast of Bangkok experiences that I have had over the 5 nights there. Simply, I loved essentially every minute there even those tourist cons experienced just added to the stories for life that just have me smiling and shaking my head as a write this.
The experiences varied from randomly ending up in a go-go bar to being 2m away from a pop star perform(Pyra) and seeing the worlds largest market. I was in food heaven the entire stay and the trip started with an AirAsia meal that was the best tasting meal I’d had in a month, which may suggest that, for me, the food in Bali is not on par with my trips to Vietnam, Japan or Singapore (and now Bangkok) trips. Although the purpose of Bali was yoga/R&R not a Sez gorging trip! But I do love yummy food! Now don’t worry the same meal declined in taste by the next flight and the next (one off wonder).
Coolest fun… zipping around in a tuk tuk. I wouldn’t have got in one by myself but with a friend ok!
Unexpected fun.. who knew I’d have another straight mate that enjoyed shopping. Highlight was cruising all the designer stores, 20% which I hadn’t heard of.
Never again.. either getting in a Thai taxi (I’ll buy a data card next time). Ive elaborated on the taxi cons below and future safety tips for you!
No surprise that I don’t blink with a fried scorpion shoved in my face but cover 3 metres in the blink of an eye when I see a fried tarantula spider! Thank you Khao San Road (if you have watched The Hangover Part 3 movie you will be familiar with the strip).
Why? factor...I just don’t get laughing gas, then again I don’t seek drug highs. Soooo much effort for all of 15secs let alone what it does to your brain.
Worst job just imagine standing in a bathroom and ensuring the toilets are clean all day… I think your appreciating your job more today now!
Glad I didn’t… make the effort to see my number 1 item, the Golden Buddha, it was completely covered in scaffolding. Thankfully I had a guy in the hostel let me know in advance and show me the photos as he’d visited there yesterday. And I got to see the reclining Budha.
Missed I seemed to have missed the Thai lady boys, I think I’ll survive.
Omg about the food Amazing Korean BBQ buffet through to local soups for breakfast that literally I walked back to my hostel porch to eat then returned the bowl. ไม่มีพริกwas my no chill translation that I used every time I ordered with only one failure!
Smoking I haven’t been around so many smokers since I was in my early 20’s. It was fabulous that they couldn’t smoke at the Sky bar Saturday night but I was almost the only non-smoker.
The rooftop bar at the Marriott was fanatastic, even on a cloudy/smog day. And the cocktails were some of the best I’ve had. The bill will come out higher than you expect with their add-ons.
So this leads into Tourists con we ‘fell’ for…. destination given to the taxi driver: reclining Buddha/Grand plaice and we shall call this the tour con. So Mr Taxi man starts with the ‘can’t drop you near there, no taxis allowed,’ we’re like “we’ll walk the rest of the way.” He then moves on to we need to do a big temple tour, when we’re stopped in traffics he’s opening a picture book. Other than a few firm no’s from me I’m sitting back laughing and saying glad you’re dealing with this to my mate cause if I was by myself I wouldn’t find this funny… ok I was slightly drunk still. Mr taxi driver was that adamant he wouldn’t stop loudly talking over the top of us. So we end up at a ferry terminal where we’re told there is no public ferry but which tour do we want. So it’s back to the main road and hailing a tuk tuk to get to our destination..
Reading a review it was remarked that Thai people have moved their amazing craftsmanship of temples to designers handbag counterfeits. I got to witness first hand the temple craftsmanship at the reclining Buddha from the scale to the mother of pearl detail at the foot to inlays in everything. The temple builtings gittlered in the sunlight and I mean 30+ of them, inspecting closer you could see the mosaic work or inlay on everything. And the government has cracked down dramatically on counterfeit handbags so much so there were basically none at the markets.
The Chatuchak markets were just huge, yes I know they are the worlds largest. I arrived early and ate my breakfast at a hawker stall outside then wandered the markets for a few hours, only buying a passport holder (with my name and a cat on it for US$3). I even viewed the pet market and surprised myself that I could look through it all given the warnings in reviews. Don’t get me wrong I didn’t like the piles of fish in bags in a gutter but I did watch them open them and place them in fresh water. There were defiantly an array of baby animals but more along the lines of squirrels and hedgehogs than puppies and kittens.
*Boarding the Air Asia flight made me feel like I was in the 70s with the Red polyester suits the Air Asia hostess wear rocking which included zip up tops and jackets.
*Is lip syncing to your recording live music? Apparently so according to an American because there was someone mixing the sounds and the voice instrument is no so important in tech music. Why I pose this question, myself and a Brit were debating if Pyra the pop star was singing or if it was a recording during the performance. The final giveaway was when she did her strange dance with the dancer and she kept ‘singing.’
*ahhhh Thai taxi drivers… my advice to you if you’re in Asia is just get a grab (for more context Uber sold to grab in Asia) it’s just soooo much safer because they take you from point A to point B (wow right?!), it’s recorded, a set price oh and its cheaper! And they have a security feature about unusual activity detected and alerting a family member/friend. Plus it’s my easier to get something back if you leave it in their (no not me).
Disclaimer: Look I couldn’t get one to get to the Airport as they were too busy. Somehow I was extra early so getting the sky rail and then catching a local bus was a super easy change of plan. A quick google search to check the way was exceptionally helpful. Admittedly I could have caught a taxi after the train ride but it’s simple sometimes to work out the transfer between transport; follow the people with luggage, triple confirm its the bus to the right airport. It was sorted for less than US$3, plus I arrived earlier than the grab would have got me there. I’m unsure why the travel blogs I read were not more supportively of the local buses, the air con worked well enough to take the humidity away.
Now I use the maps.me app so even without wifi I can see via a GPS where I am going. This helped when we were taken down a seedy back street verses the destination we requested in another taxi ride. We managed to persuade him to drive in the correct direction, and as retelliation a block away from our destination, “sorry go no further” and we walked the rest of the way. Our Thai host had spoken to the driver to confirm our destination as we got in.
It’s essentially been a VERY mellow and chilled Sez while on the trip… this does help with adjusting to the “Indonesian way” over the last few weeks however…
I discovered I’m not so relaxed when…. a new roommate wants the air-con off because she read somewhere it was bad. Really?!… book a hostel without air-con if you feel that way. My top bunk was a little too hot for me as it was and same with my neighbour. And it wasn’t a cool hostel more like a sauna if you weren’t near an air-con. I’m not actually exaggerating. Even in the four story stairwell and open hallways there was condensation dripping off the walls when the dryer was running and it literally felt like sauna. I did not want the room to be like it hence zero sense of humour for it…