This time in Bangkok we had more than just a day to be there though so we took in some of the sites. We visited the Royal Palace, saw some MORE wats, and checked out some MORE Buddhas. We both feel that we have seen enough Buddhas to become Buddhaologists; and if there is no such thing as a Buddhaologist, then there should be, because we feel like we are distinguished Buddhaologists
. We have seen laying down Buddhas, lazy Buddhas, lucky Buddhas, fat Buddhas, skinny Buddhas, gold Buddhas, stone Buddhas... the list could go on like this for quite some time. At this point we only want to see one more Buddha, our Buddha dog. So we walked around the city for several hours, getting harassed and attempted to be scammed by the evil, soulless tuk-tuk drivers. They sit around the tourist attractions telling people that the site is closed for some BS Buddhist holiday, then tell them that they will take them to see other sites for a ridiculously low rate (like 50 cents). But what most tourists don't realize, is that the sites ARE open, and IF they DO get into the tuk-tuk they will drive them straight to a jewelry store and refuse to take them anywhere else until they bought something. Shady!
So we decided to get our revenge on some Thais by putting one of their restaurants out of business by eating everything that they owned. We went to a sushi place that had all-you-can-eat sushi, and made them wish that they had never seen the likes of us (especially me). We were there for a solid two hours and ate enough fish to put a Blue Whale to shame. I think that I heard the manager call me a Godzirra, but I just laughed feendishly as I devoured every fish in his restaurant. HAHAHA! After we were done eating, Tara rolled my bloated carcass next door to catch our bus to boat to get to Koh Tao, our next stop.
We arrived in Bangkok yet again, for the 4th time in two months. When we got in, we lugged our packs and the rest of our stuff all over the city looking for a cheap guesthouse to stay in. After seeing about 40 of them (no joke, 40!), we finally settled for a crappy one right around Khoasan Road and decided it was good enough. We took the night to chill out a bit and grab some beers and food. While we were sitting outside, we each got half of our blood sucked out of us by the mosquitos and the rest of it was sucked out by street beggars, which are everywhere around that area. Luckily Tara found us some cheap plane tickets earlier that day, so we didn't have to endure the death-train for another 13 hours before arriving from Chiang Mai.