Feb 20, 2012
Oct 22, 2012
. Walking in different sectors of the big market. Guns, Stereo and Mixers, Televisions. What I like of these markets is that close to where you can buy the object of your desires there is always a shady dirty, dusty place where somebody can repair the object of your desires once it is broken. It gives, at least to me, a feeling of peace. It is not just the idea of saving materials and energy, it is not only an Eco-diktat (even if really valuable take home message for westerners). Mostly it reminds me that things CAN be repaired. Things, and feelings. But it always requires going in a dirty dusty place where an expert with no interest in you is going to fool you if you are not ready. In the evening we just jumped on the next train direction Vientiane, Laos!!!
Arrived in the morning left in the evening. Just passing through the beating heart of Thailand and somehow of SEA. The train enters in the city long time before it leaves you on the platform of the train station. It walks down the railway slowly slowly, passing by new rich villas and old slums. So close to the latter that i could simply touch the rice dish on the ground of these one-room-houses. After few meters, an old man is sitting just as the last one of a series of small statues of Buddha, just bit bigger. We went down Charoen Krung till the royal palace and then back again. Just a walk. I had much a better impression of the city (last time Khao San Road poisoned my visit). Amazing amounts of electronic gadgets for no price, mixed with fruits and fried bananas everywhere. Cloths and people and people and people and cars and smog and smog and people. After a short while a silent headache snaked in my head. Definitely another dimension as compared to Georgetown. But, as i said it was good, China Town, and then back to the train station