My first trip to Bangkok
Aug 10th 2009DiyanaI know what you did last weekend & Travel
On 2nd August 2009, Azman and I went to Bangkok for shopping and sight- seeing. It was my first time to the capital city of Thailand and Azman’s fifth or sixth, maybe. He was there on work for the earlier trips AND HE BETTER NOT KNOW WHERE THE TIGER SHOW IS!!!!
The taxi that took us from the airport to Royal Asia Logde off Sukhumvit Road
From the moment we sat down on the flight until the very last moments we spent in Bangkok, I had been holding my stomach not to vomit blood from the repetitive attempt to tell these people that SORRY, I AM NOT THAI! PLEASE SPEAK ENGLISH…
Oh well, what can I say, it’s not their fault, I have always known that I could pass anytime for an Indon, a Malay, a Thai, Sri Lankan, Indian, Pinoy, Chindian, a Martian.. I had been mistaken for a Chinese girl many-many times too…I bet the Chinese babe that I was mistaken for had fallen asleep in the tanning bed and woke up like a piece of bread after ten minutes in the toaster. On high temperature!
Sawadee Kap!
Anyway, after touch down at Bangkok airport we went straight to check in at the hotel, leave our bags and straight away took the BTS train from Nana to Chatuchak. Chatuchak is claimed to be the biggest market in the world and opens only on weekends. To get to the super duper cool bazaar -like market, just took the BTS train and get off at the last station – Station Mo Chit. The market that sells just about everything under the sun is situated across the nice Chatuchak park.
I bought a lot of things there. Not too much by my personal standard actually, I was in full capability to purchase more, but the items I had gotten included three wall decorative lights that’s dirt cheap but huge. Azman had a tough time carrying the box around the hot and humid market, so I consoled myself by keeping a mental note that when I wake the next morning I would still be in Bangkok.
Shopping at Chatuchak
I would say eating in Bangkok is pretty hard for a Muslim. There are plenty of Thai halal food around but when there are pork bergantung manja beside the halal chicken I cannot telan laaa… heheheh.. So we ended up eating from the Arab restaurants that sell costly food and since Arabian food is not really my fave, after our second meal there, I had a headache. Hehe.
There is so much that I would like to write about this trip. More stories coming in the next entries, but in the mean time, I would say that Bangkok excites me and scares me at the same time. Though I would say that I am no Miss Goody Two-Shoes in Malaysia, still the women of Bangkok freak me. Especially with all the vegetables that they can shoot from their vajayjay.
Later~
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