Well well well, Bangkok.
Last night we walked to downtown Chinatown and ate spicy pad thai from a street vendor for 60 Bhat a hit. The food was tasty and the portions small.
We walked around the neighborhood, gawking at beheaded chickens proudly displayed in windowsills and gently refusing offers from tuk-tuk drivers. The tuk-tuk’s here are much more understanding of a “no thank you” than they were in India.
Louise approached a street cat for a scratch and at the last second the cat lashed out with a hiss. We laughed at the fact that a dog will let you know immediately that he’s not down for a caress whereas a cat waits until the last second.
Today banana muffins were on the breakfast menu again and we set out to walk from chinatown to Lumpini park. The walk took us through what felt like the financial district, and soon after we left the hostel we were drenched in sweat. The days here have been steamroom-esque.
We played cards in the park while keeping an eye out for what I thought we Gila Monster but were really water monitors. They moved prehistorically and waddled along the shore of the ponds before submerging themselves in the water.
After the park we tried to get to the Nana district in Bangkok to wander around the red light district but couldn’t figure out a way over a river in our path. Eventually we stopped along a side street for food. The vendor spoke no English, so I spit out the only Thai food name I could remember “Tom Yum”, a hot and sour soup. The vendor smiled in understanding and offered us a seat. Although we sat in the shade, the spice of the soup sent beads of sweat down my nose.
Louise navigated to a nearby waterway and we caught a boat transport to “the backpacker street”, Khao San Road. Although the spot was aptly nicknamed we were quickly scared off by overpriced goods and tailored suit salesman.
We took another boat back home and are slowly packing for an early bus tomorrow morning. Hoping to see some live music tonight.
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