Bangkok Christian Guest House
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TravelPod Member ReviewsBangkok Christian Guest House
Loving our time at BCGH! From the excellent wifi, to the aircon, free water and Foxtel this place is a great bargain and a great location! Happy days!
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It's a good feeling when you figure out the local public transport system and for us, today was that day. We caught the crowded skytrain (so easy!) to downtown Bangkok this morning. We accidentally got off one station too early (my bad) but we just walked the rest of the way. We arrived at MBK before opening hours so we went to Starbucks for coffee …
... one of the companions I had during the mission- Daniel Stirland- and remembered the times when he played that on the piano at the church while we were waiting for people to arrive for lessons and what not. I remembered my last transfer in Japan. That was two years ago. I returned on the fourth of January. "How did I get here with these people?" "How did I pass that time?" I thought. I thought of the stream of events, the stream of experiences that I've had since then and remembered ...
... the areas surrounding bars, hotels, and the infamous ping pong shows.
Next you will notice the aromas filling the air! - chicken satay, beef satay, rice, lumpia, and the best of course is the authentic Pad Thai!
On the strip, the vendors continue to push their merchandise until all hours of the morning, the resturants overflow with tourists and locals, finding cheap alcohol - all sorts of novelties make their way out - deep fried bugs, offensive wristbands, ...
... the things I have seen, the places I have visited, the people I have met have taught me how to be a better human being. I feel richer for my experiences. And best of all I feel that instead of simply being alive, during these last ten months I have really lived. As we got into the taxi and I gazed out of the window on the way to the airport, I was filled with intrepidation. Would I ever feel this way again? Or would I ever be able to live without that feeling? I guess that only time will tell.