Happy birthday Mr. Buddha.
Trip Start Nov 25, 2011
25Trip End May 10, 2013
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Where I stayed
What I did
Saw big Buddha
Visited Damnoensaduak floating market
On our first night we visited Niu’s on Silom (a classier part of town), a proper good jazz club recommended to us, it was great – albeit emptier than it deserved. We only stayed for 1 drink as we’d already had a few, and it began to get late, we were also pretty shattered from our early morning wake-up call and the two flights it took to get here. The next day we took a stroll down the road and had a look round a mall named Terminal 21, as we entered there was a sign "remove hats and glasses before passing through X-ray", we did, but it beeped for Anna. It turns out that this was all an act and that the mall was designed to replicate an airport. The staff were in pilot and air hostess uniforms and there were clocks for different Cities, each of the 7 floors was themed; Bangkok, Tokyo, London, Paris etc. etc. but most importantly it had air-con!
On the third day we made our way to the airport for Anna to fly home after what had been an unreal two weeks, bad times; I then made my way to Khaosan Road where people might say “shit goes down”, good times? My room cost less than 2 Jameson+Cokes as I had stupidly plonked myself slap bang in the middle of what seemed around 4pm to be a very vibrant street, much shorter than I imagined. I lay there at 10pm in bed with thumping music from different bars mashing together before making it into my room at a far higher volume than necessary (alright granddad).
unsuccessful attempt to find the night market, but I did stumble upon what
looks to be a road more to my taste than Khaosan, it’s parallel, and the next
road up; named Thanon Ram Bhuttri, it took about 10 minutes to walk around the
winding road that was full of small market stalls, masseuses, many restaurants
and mini-make-shift street bars. I’d recommend this street to anyone coming to
I waited outside my guest house before 7am watching stragglers make their way home and others have beer breakfasts. I was picked up and taken 60km West on a morning trip to Damnoensaduak floating market
was interesting, definitely a great tourist trap, although I don’t see how the
stall owners make much money because I didn’t see anyone buying anything. It
was also ruined a bit as you get further down the canals as the young lads
driving the motor boats took it upon themselves to go full speed on the long
stretches, causing my poor little rowing boat to get rocked about.
Walking around the Banglampoo area of Bangkok I was reluctant to get a tuk tuk as I didn’t want to get ripped off. But after turning down one feller giving me map help I couldn’t turn down another as he pretty much bundled me into one.
that it was the Buddha’s birthday, and it turns out that the government were
paying for the tuk tuk fuel for the day or the week or something, providing a
few guidelines were followed. I was taken around for 2 hours to see a couple of
religious sights, but when I requested a certain travel information point I was
taken to 2 others which appeared to be duds. One of which planned out my route
around Thailand, telling me it was dangerous to leave Bangkok unplanned as
“nobody speaks English”; I then wasn’t allowed to take the plan she’d written as
it was 'confidential’. The second one plucked the figure of £600 out of the air
for my transport and hotels in Thailand; I’m hoping to spend less than £500
including food so I wasn’t shelling out for that. He needed the money right
there and then, tomorrow it will be more expensive; I told him a few times I
needed time to think before I left for my tuk tuk driver to take me to some
compulsory sights: a suit makers and a jewellers. Both of these shops were
government owned and he admitted were so he could get his fuel coupon, but the
suit makers in particular found it hard to believe I didn’t need a suit,
despite me lying to them and telling them I already had 2 and that they were
cheaper to buy than theirs. I began to grow tired of forced shopping, so I
checked out one more sight before paying him and walking back to Khaosan.
My Thai phone number is +668925 92049.