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Siam Square and Hua Lamphong Railway Station
Continuation from:-
Hour Past Midnight
Along Chao Phraya
The Grand Palace, Bangkok
Majestic Wat Pho
Culture Shock
Euphoric Chatuchak Weekend Market
Patpong District
1st March 2009
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At dawn we bade farewell to my parents and siblings, they were due to fly back to Malaysia already. I was feeling rather down and sad but at the same time awfully glad that we were left alone to enjoy the last day in Bangkok before heading to Chiang Mai, sometimes family could get a little bit annoying and stressful if you know what i mean.
However, it was horrible to hear dad had to use the airport wheelchair because his feet were too swollen and excruciatingly painful to walk. I had no idea that gout patient can’t take too much of seafood and neither did he. Tears trickled down my eyes when i saw the sms.
It was good to know that the airport staff did their very best to make my dad comfortable. I found out later from mom that the guy who helped push my dad’s wheel chair to the departure gate was more concerned than she was. Thai hospitality at its best. 
Bangkok city
After taking a shower and another few round of sms-es with my sister to make sure everything at home is alright, it is time to make a last minute exploring and most important, shopping.
Busy street
The city seemed a little different today. I suspect it’s less stressful because my parents were not with me so i wouldn’t need to constantly worry about them but also because the weather seemed exceptionally agreeable, slightly cloudy and breezy. A very welcome change to the blistering sun.
Cineplex
The city appeared less suffocating and less maddening too compared to the first impression. Don’t get me wrong, Bangkok would never ceased to be an extremely busy city. The roads were still lined with vehicles, drivers trying to survive the massive jam, streets still filled with pedestrian talking aloud animatedly. But the shock wears off pretty quick and i was starting to think i could get used to this kind of lifestyle.
Yeah, i still can’t get over how fast the escalators are compared with Malaysia’s… as a matter of fact, as with everything compared to my country. -_-”. People walk much faster in Bangkok too you know.
Mini concert
It’s a Sunday and the streets were overflowing with teenagers especially enjoying the weekend. I’ve never seen such a crowd on the street except for new year in Malaysia. I only could guest how crazy it could get in a city such as Bangkok on celebration day like the New Year’s eve.
Within these 2 days i’ve witnessed about 3 mini concert or celebrities road shows. One at Siam Paragon the other day, another under the bridge across the road from the cineplex today and later where i jumped excitedly and glee before rushing to the entrance of Ripcurl shop in Siam Center because i thought there was a mega sales going on but disappointingly passed after finding out it was some celebrity doing a road show or something.
Which celebrities i could not tell since i didn’t exactly get to see their faces amidst the screaming school girls but i guest they were some Zac Efron type judging from my near damaged ear-drums.
Girls going ga-ga over yogurt boys LOL
Bangkok has dozens of decent shopping malls particularly located at Siam Square which connects important shopping centres by sky bridge. To name a few, the Siam Paragon for luxury and upscale stuffs and for more affordable brands the Siam Center, Emporium or Siam Discovery, and for cheaper bargains ala Sungei Wang Plaza is the Mah Boon Krong or better known as MBK Shopping Center.
Within Siam Square itself is a whole shopping district by itself with handful of fashion boutiques, bookshops, record stores, restaurants and cafe. Every nook and corner is occupied by these colorful shops bringing in local customers of all ages as well as tourists.
I wondered along the alleys beneath the sky bridge with a smile permanently plastered on my face. Amazed is an understatement, i was in love. Yes, i could really get use to life in Bangkok. When all else fails, i shall sleep in Siam Square and stare at the endless window displays. Pure bliss.
Celebrity madness
This is the second visit to MBK Center. Last night we were here and managed to grab a few shopping goodies for everyone. Some merchandises are much more cheaper than those in Malaysia. Definitely worth a visit. So here we are again at MBK because my shopaholic sister forgot to purchase something last night and i had to get it for her today.
The eight stories high shopping mall is a legendary shopping haven that houses more than 2,000 shops selling all type of merchandises ranging from clothing, fashion accessories, mobile phones, handbags, electrical appliances, sports attire and equipments and even furniture that i must admit comes with an insanely affordable price.
Table aquarium
I had set my eyes on the quirky glass table cum aquarium but the thought of having to change the water diligently before it stank the whole living room kind of put me off. For those who wants to know it’s priced at 9,900 Baht or about RM990… not really cheap for 5 slabs of glass right? Yes? No? I’m no expert, i don’t know.
Chaowdin Buffet
MBK Center is geared with 2 food courts; the Fifth Avenue on the fifth floor also known as the International Food Court because of the variety of international cuisine available and the more subtle MBK Food Centre on the sixth floor.
A word of caution though if you happen to be interested for a visit to the Chaowdin Buffet (Khanom Jin). They may offer an out-of-this-world price of 590Baht (RM5.90) for an all-you-can-eat buffet but you should know that it’s some kind of an authentic Thai noodle buffet so it might taste a little weird and raw.
Thai rice noodle
Be careful with the chili broth too. It could get nasty! LOL.
Nasty chili!
Being it our last day in Bangkok, i couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy. We had too much of a blast in the city of entertainment. There were too much to see but too little time.
Alas, we had bought tickets and the train was to depart in the evening. We had no choice but to pack our bags for hopefully another fun and exciting adventure in Chiang Mai. With a heavy backpack strapped to each of our tired shoulders we trudged to the MRT station.
Hua Lamphong station
Our station was the last, the Hua Lamphong station as was most of the passengers on the MRT. All of us proceed through the underground tunnel to reach the Hua Lamphong Railway Station (where we were supposed to board our train). The northern line were to take us all the way to Chiang Mai.
The crowd
The railway station was impressive not solely because it was the first time for us taking a train but also at the hugeness of the entire place and the enormous crowd. Hua Lamphong Railway Station is the main railway station in Bangkok with 14 platforms and 26 ticketing booths, carrying about 60,000 passengers on over 130 train stops every single day. Besides the many locals traveling back and forth the region, it’s like every backpacker in Bangkok were there, some standing, waiting impatiently, some sitting in a self-made camp circle protecting their bags while resting anticipating a rough day ahead.
At the platform
It was a particularly memorable day at the railway station. First we had a chance to witness the inspiring Thai patriotism then we (especially Mr. Bf) we filled with joy getting more than a minute glimpse of the Eastern & Oriental Express.
An experience unlike no other.
Passenger train
When the clock stroked 6pm, the national anthem was loudly broadcasted for the entire railway station to hear and to my surprise each and everyone at the station and platform stopped what they were doing and got up to pay respect to the music.
It was really something. In Malaysia, i don’t think anyone would have bothered to stand up or even noticed that the national anthem is playing… well, except for when in school assemblies where we were given the ultimatum either to stand still or risk being punished by being dragged and embarrassed on the school stage.
Ok, i found out later that the Thailand national anthem is played 8am and 6pm everyday and it’s the law to stand up and show respect. But that doesn’t change my perception on Thai patriotism. The locals really did looked sincere while they pay respect to the anthem, even bowing their head and closing their eyes while miming the lyrics.
There’s a difference between patriotism and just abiding the law. The last time i heard the national anthem was when i was in school and i recall being fidgety and the only thing on my mind then was what i was going to have for lunch later in the noon.
Eastern & Oriental Express
Having the Eastern & Oriental Express right in front of our eye was mind-blowing. There’s no way we could afford a ride on the luxury train, it cost around an insane USD2,000-USD4,000 per pax, so having the chance to see the outer interior of train itself was already a rare privilege!
I wonder when i’ll get the opportunity to set foot on the glamorous train… sigh…
Outer interior
That’s me having a fever and waiting at the platform despite being suffocated by fumes and poor ventilation.
It’s really a not a good idea to wait at the platform if your train is not departing too soon, rather i suggest to wait outside the platform area where it’s more airy if you don’t mind crashing on the floor.
Waiting game
That’s Mr. Bf guarding our backpacks while i went to get some snacks and hopefully magazines to fill our time. Unfortunately they do not have English magazines or books. None that i could find. Remember to pack some books or mags to avoid boredom alright? Ho ho ho.
Oh, and just so you’d know, the toilets at the railway station is really clean despite the many passengers using it before boarding their respective train. There’s even shower rooms available for a small price should you like to freshen up before a long journey.
Waiting again
I was surprised at how comfortable the seats were in the 2nd class carriage. I had expecting hard seats and a narrow and cramp bunk but it wasn’t bad at all.
A few sip of beer and even my fever seemed bearable.
Beer anyone?
A lady came over to offer a menu to us. We were to order our dinner and also tomorrow morning’s breakfast in advance so it would be served right after we had woken up from slumber.
Dinner
Not bad
The dinner was quite alright, not as bad as i had expected, surely not 5-star restaurant rate. Haha i always expect the worst when it comes to food served on planes, trains or buses.
Time to sleep…zzzzzzz
At about midnight the staff goes around the carriage to set the beds. The 2 seats were joined to become a bed for the lower bunk while the upper bunk’s bed were pulled down from the wall.
I slept in the lower bunk while Mr.Bf on the upper. The lower bunk is more spacious and with the window view while the upper bunk is a little narrow and confined. But the beds are comfortle enough to rest. There’s a reading light too should you need a read before going to bed.
I made a promised to Mr. Bf that i’ll wake him up as soon as dawn breaks so we could enjoy the view. With a pop of Paracetamol and the rocking motion of the train i slid into slumber dreaming of elephants in Chiang Mai…
To be continued at:-
Good Morning Chiang Mai
Note:
All photos are taken with my Panasonic Lumix DMC-FX8.
Ritchesse Yogurt
Thanks to colorless and cold English breakfast in the Bangkok hotel, i had to rob the serving line and smuggle a bagful of Ritchesse Yogurt into my room.
My best friend the yogurt
For the next couple of day this was my breakfast, lunch and possibly mid-night snack.
Patpong District
Continuation from:-
Hour Past Midnight
Along Chao Phraya
The Grand Palace, Bangkok
Majestic Wat Pho
Culture Shock
Euphoric Chatuchak Weekend Market
28th February 2009
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After an exhausting but satisfying day at the Chatuchak Weekend Market we were more than ready to return to the hotel for some well earned rest. So utterly tired were we that we didn’t even have the energy to look for food.
Clockwise from top right: Seafood rice, pork ball noodle, oyster omelet, roadside hawker
So, we just crashed on the first hawker stall we encounter which was not a bad idea. The food proved to be absolutely good.
Pepsi!
I knew we had bought a whole lot of stuff from the market including packets of Thai instant noodle from the departmental store nearby but when we spread all our buys on the bed i was surprised by the lot. Bangkok has a special something that would tempt even the most reserved shoppers. Heck, i sure couldn’t control my urge to buy everything i set my eyes on.
After freshening up, we ventured out looking for a good massage parlor. It’s a pity that Dad had a sudden bout of gout attack and had to stay behind to rest. If there’s any consolation, the massage wasn’t that good anyways. We went for a group massage but the technique wasn’t great and we spent half the time laughing because it was so ticklish. My masseur went to the toilet and stayed there for quite sometime too so my massage was cut short. Totally not worth the 30Bath at all 
Otherwise, Bangkok is truly amazing. In the day it’s the modern city and shopping paradise where else as the night approach the city is transformed into a totally unrecognizable entertainment hub, full of night markets, dodgy massage parlour, pubs and clubs.
Patpong red light district taken from: http://www.bridgeandtunnelclub.com/
When in Bangkok, the trip is not complete without a visit to the racy red-light district in Patpong. As we ventured into the district, it’s pretty overwhelming especially for Mom after she got her first glimpse of scantily clad girls perched on top of the bar counter. Or when a guy excitedly pimping tiger-shows, calling after her “Mamasan, you want tiger-show? Ping-pong show?” while the rest of us trail behind her trying to avoid getting pulled into dodgy strip bars.
Patpong go-go bar taken from: http://www.bridgeandtunnelclub.com/
It was priceless to see my boyfriend being mistaken for a homosexual and being coaxed into a gay go-go bar by a coy looking young man. Everywhere you will see local girls in super tight mini-skirt and exaggerated thick make-up hugging their ‘farang’ around town having a good time.
Then as we turn into a street alley we saw everything customized for Japanese tourist, even the call-girls wears Japanese uniforms spotting cute pony tails.
That’s how crazy Patpong is. It was awesome!
A word of caution though. Patpong night market is really a rip-off. The pavement and the entire pedestrian precinct is lined with uncountable imitation garments and products that you can actually get for a much cheaper price in Chatuchak Market. Even roadside stalls outside Patpong offers a better deal then here. The price is ridiculously jacked-up obviously looking for tourists that don’t know better.
I’ve been offered a USD60 for a cosmetic mirror casing in which i of course declined. It cost around 15Baht at Chatuchak for gods sake. My sister on the other hand had greatly annoyed a seller by asking her if the USD50 T-shirt was actually 50Baht. Sis was rewarded an annoyed stare and shoo-ed away. The seller’s exact words were “Baht?! You go back Malaysia and wait for sale!”.
Thus take my advise and be careful of the seller at Patpong market, it could get rough. Tourists refusing to make a purchase are greeted with angry “F*uck off!”. Yep, that’s how it is. Be brave. Haha.
To be continued at:-
Siam Square and Hua Lamphong Railway Station
Note:
All photos are taken with my Panasonic Lumix DMC-FX8.
Euphoric Chatuchak Weekend Market
Continuation from:-
Hour Past Midnight
Along Chao Phraya
The Grand Palace, Bangkok
Majestic Wat Pho
Culture Shock
28th February 2009
===============
One of the many highlights of Bangkok is the Chatuchak Weekend Market which you would have guessed by the telling name of the very popular flee market, is held only on every Saturday and Sunday from the early hours of 8am til 6pm in the evening. Getting there is fairly easy because you could easily take the MRT or BTS, although i must say the BTS proved to be a better choice since the BTS Mochit station is right in the heart of the market.
As the bunch of us were walking towards the BTS station, a friendly old man approached me. He too were on the way to the station. Perhaps the Chatuchak Market is undeniably world famous or the seven letters T.O.U.R.I.S.T. were plastered on my forehead… or perhaps but least likely he has an uncanny ability of reading the mind of confused-looking tourists (i’ve been told it’s the first but i believe it’s a mixture of the three), the gentleman’s first guess was straight on, we were indeed heading to the flea market. Before he departed to his destination, the gentleman was kind enough to lend us some directions and share with us few tips/warnings too.
If all Bangkok people are as helpful and as hospitable as he is, i am utterly in love with this city.
Chatuchak Weekend Market
Chaktuchak Weekend Market is quite the shopping heaven, an extremely large shopping paradise at that. In fact, so large is the area that it occupies, that it is dubbed the world’s largest flee market (over 26 acres and 100,000 square meters) with more than 5000 booths selling goods from all over Thailand. With its very own “Chatukchak Weekend Market Map” dedicated to it, that’s saying a lot.
It is a good idea to get your hands on the map to avoid getting completely disoriented in a congested market like this. And believe me it can get really congested. It was only a quarter before 10am when we arrived but already the place was streaming with all walks of life.
Nonetheless, maps are of not much use to me – i can’t decipher a map to save my life. Maps and me equals LOST. We went looking for it all the same not because everyone else in the group had a better talent in map-reading but more so that we could look the part (full fledged shopper).
Chatuchak Weekend Market Map
Under the blistering sun while our skin started to sizzle and bake, I realized that hunting for the map wasn’t as easy as i thought it would be. I had no idea where they placed the maps or whether there was a mini kiosk with the usual “Take one” sign which they probably have but definitely not one that i spotted. (Ok, i found out later that there is an information kiosk distributing maps, probably at the entrance of the market)
Nonetheless, we gathered from a lovely Finnish couple that most hotels carries the map at the the front desk. Obviously our hotel had none since the reception didn’t mentioned it at all but it’s a good idea to ask less like us you’ll have to hunt and pounce on the poor uniformed official whom was strolling around the market distributing the few maps he had.
Labyrinth of shops
As i stood surveying the lively market, i felt an instant surge of adrenaline. Chaktuchak is veritably a wondrous place.
Just as told by the old gentleman at the BTS, it’s full of B grade fakes, fake Levi’s, LVs, Burberrys and almost whatever international or local brand you can think of. But mind you, the quality is way better than fakes from China and the selection is wide. It is very much like Malaysia’s Petaling Street but at least 3 times larger and carries higher quality goods minus the Japanese punk-style type of product affectionately term by locals as “la la” products. That’s already one brownie point earned.
They even have puppies!
Chaktuchak Market is not in any case for brand hunters nor is it for the faint hearted because most of the time you’ll need to wrestle your way through the narrow alley, duck and dodge in every direction to avoid being smothered by sweaty, smelly bodies, and assert your bargaining skills with a vengeance.
If you’re lucky, you’ll come out with just a few bumps and sores and two handful of well-earned merchandises to bring home. And if you are even luckier like us, you’ll get a peep at some ample bussom, get a sneak preview of someone’s “bushy” region and meet Captain Jack Sparrow on the way out.
Like i said Chatuchak is a wondrous place.
Look at the plump retriever. Super adorable!
There are all kinds of imaginable merchandises on sale in Chatuchak Market with offers ranging from tourist junks to clothes and fashion accessories to kitchen wares and live pets. I could go on and on, the list is endless. Hence for convenience sake, the seemingly endless labyrinth of shops are organized into zones, with each zones occupied by shops selling the same genre of goods.
Nonetheless, it is impossible to seek out each and every shops in the market within just one day and even the most determined shopper not to mention myself could get overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the site. In between navigating and jostling through the crowd, scanning for potential buys and constantly making sure not to be a target for pickpockets, it could get extremely exhausting and dehydrating. Having a few bottles of bottled water would save you much hassle and misery.
Food stall
That being said, after hours of cramped up in the narrow shops trying to get the best bargain, the stuff we bought never seemed to be enough.
Many had come here believing the things are dirt cheap which i suspect it actually was few years back or maybe more than affordable for European tourists or visitors from other countries with a upper-hand in currency exchange but the price of the goods although are slightly lower, weren’t that much of a difference compared to stuffs sold in Malaysia.
Fruit stall
It’s not that good of a bargaining ground either. Even after much coercing, most of the shops assistants would not budge after the final offer, a reluctantly lowered price at most only minus 3 to 5Baht. That is unless you buy in bulks like many personnal boutique owners who came all the way from Malaysia or other countries just to take stock. To me, the only consolation is the wide variety and higher quality of goods that’s not available in Chatukchak as opposed to the monotonous stocks in Petaling Street and that similar goods selling in other part of Bangkok are almost double the price in Chatukchak.
But that’s the beauty of Chatuchak Market. The merchandises are affordable but not outstandingly cheap, yet people still flock to the market dragging large empty luggage (seriously) filling it to the brim with souvenirs and wares. With so many selections of colorful merchandises displayed in the dozens of shops it’s difficult to resist.
All walks of life
Chatuchak Market is not all only about shopping but also much of it to people-watch. You get to see all type of interesting characters, be it tourists or local drenched in sweat but still very much lively. It’s also amusly fascinating to watch people so absorbed in the shopping frenzy and others minding their own business without a care in the world.
Imagine standing next to people stripped down to their bare undergarments (there wasn’t enough fitting rooms/changing rooms to occupy so many customers), trying on clothing in the public. The shop assistant didn’t even blink an eye, neither did anyone else for that matter. Being first timer there and also being typical Asians – we are admittedly only an itsy bitsy teeny weeny conservative and since running around in public half naked is not something one can do without getting arrested in my country, we were curiously surprised. Yet we did not want to appear in lack so we pretended not to stare… too much. After a few more rounds of bumping into half naked men and women in the market, it didn’t seemed as outrageous.
There is another incident that will forever be implanted in my memory, involving a local shop owner and her… uhm… nether regions. It was a hilarious incident whereby my mom was casually looking at some clothing displayed outside a shop.
The lady shop owner were in the shop sitting in a rather immodest manner, legs wide open like she was about to give birth, and she wasn’t wearing anything underneath her extremely lose shorts. Mom got quite a scare when she looked up and was greeted by the unappealing but luscious view. It was quite obvious she knew her intimate area is showing but all she cared was how hot the weather is. Quite fortunate for my boyfriend but unfortunate for me, by the time mom told me to look, she had gone to the back of the shop.
And there you go, an eventful day of people-watching at Chatukchak Weekend Market. What fun!
Clockwise from top right: Variety of noodle, roasted pork, spring rolls, round sausages
The blaring sun doesn’t show no sympathy even when it’s soon to be evening. In fact, the heat was getting even more impossible. With our bottled water all finished we had no choice but to emerged from the shops to quench our thirst.
Quails egg
There are many stalls selling drinks and fruits and more than a handful of food stalls selling cheap Thai food and snacks such as sausages, satays, noodle, small pieces of roasted pork and others. We were looking for a more adventurous variety like fried grasshoppers and the likes but seeing that we didn’t spot any of those we settled for a round of snacks which were not bad at all especially the coconut ice cream and roasted pork.
I later learned that the fried grasshoppers and crickets could be purchased at the insect area. My, that’s really appropriate.
Non-dairy coconut ice cream
Having rejuvenated, we dive back into the crowd for another round of bargaining. A little before dinner time we reluctantly walked to the BTS to return to our hotel.
And who shall we bump into but Captain Jack Sparrow.
Pirates of Caribbean
Didn’t i tell you we would?
To be continued at:-
Patpong District
Siam Square and Hua Lamphong Railway Station
Note:
All photos are taken with my Panasonic Lumix DMC-FX8.
Culture Shock
Continuation from:-
Hour Past Midnight
Along Chao Phraya
The Grand Palace, Bangkok
Majestic Wat Pho
27th February 2009
===============
After a tiring day to the Grand Palace and Wat Pho, we were bear hungry and our aching feet were desperate for some idle time. Relieved that we were once again within the comfort of our air-conditioned hotel, we rested and clean up a bit before heading out for food. It was too early for dinner but never mind that, our stomachs were desperately calling for help, the whole orchestral symphony at work with a string or two broken.
Peculiarly, there are many restaurants around the Silom vicinity (near our hotel), but none of them offers Thai food. There’s an Irish bar, a bunch of western fast food chain and plenty of Italian restaurants offering the common “most delicious Italian and Thai fusion pasta”. But we couldn’t find an authentic Thai restaurant anywhere within walking distance. Peculiar indeed. I was beginning to wonder if we were in Thailand.
Clockwise from top-right: Watergrass,Garlic & Lemon Snapper, Seafood Tom Yum, Oyster Omelete
In despair we stumbled across a smallish restaurant called Sor-Hathai Seafood Restaurant set in the narrow alley which we hoped and later confirmed after having a glimpse at their menu, serves Thai food. What luck! The food was absolutely scrumptious too – evident enough from the supremely polished plates on our table. Yes, what luck, what luck!
Read more about Sor-Hathai Seafood Restaurant *HERE*.
Stepping out into the streets of Bangkok on a Friday evening is somewhat of a culture shock. Yes, even in Malaysia we would see party of merry people getting drunk and having fun, clubbing or to the pubs or whatever youngsters do to celebrate the beginning of a workless weekend. But in Bangkok it’s a whole category all together. It’s not a party of people anymore, it’s more like mobs of people armed with paper bags, mostly students or workers spotting students costumes attacking the malls and rows of shows nearby exercising their consumers right!
We headed out to Siam Paragon to see what was happening there. And what a frenzy it was! As it got darker, the more people roam the streets particularly where there are malls or boutiques. As if there is a none-written rule that being at home on a Friday night are only for losers. Students in particular still in uniform but obviously in a weekend mood, had thick make-up on and hair-sprayed hairdo (most student looks suspiciously good as if they just ran away from a sitcom photoshoot) ready for a enjoyable night out.
Sexy Thai uni Uniform, taken from http://www.malaysiaminilover.com/
One thing that i absolutely adore in Bangkok is their students’ uniform. It’s really very sexy – white shirt top and knee-lenght or short skirt. Very much like a uniform for stewardess or female pilot. However, some of the girls i saw wearing the uniform was obviously way passed the student age category but hey, it’s looks good and who says only students gets to wear sexy uniform right?
Many types of uniform, taken from http://www.flickr.com/photos/ianfuller/
Sis bought a pair (top and skirt) for under RM40 at Siam Square the next day which she diligently wears to work now. LOL
As it happens there was something like a Thai fair going on outside Siam Paragon so getting around that area was a pain. Everywhere i turned i bump into somebody. I had an eerie visioin of getting elbow punched in the stomach by a guy with a big torso and a larger bicep. Fortunately that vision did not come true else the trip would had been cut short.
In addition to the fun fare, there was a mini concert right under the bridge towards Siam Square. With youngsters perched on the bridge anticipating the start of the show, getting to the opposite road through the bridge was next to impossible. Luckily, we Malaysians are used to squeezing our way through sardine packed crowd, our rail and commuter transit is the perfect training ground if you asked me.
That is how alive Bangkok is without counting the bedazzling yet rowdy Patpong district during night time.
Before we retired for the night, the receptionist handed us the 2 train tickets to Chiang Mai. Efficient, no? I can’t wait.
To be continued at:-
Euphoric Chatuchak Weekend Market
Patpong District
Siam Square and Hua Lamphong Railway Station
Note:
All photos are taken with my Panasonic Lumix DMC-FX8.
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