Leng, the Princess

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Thursday, October 28, 2004

BKK Hols: Day 4 - Bangkok, the Happening City!

Last day. Woke up real late. Buried my head under the pillows and wished that I don't have to get out of bed.

I could do this all day - sleep late, watch TV in bed, eat a leisurely breakfast, swim and swim like there's no tomorrow... and shop!

One last shopping attack at Isetan Mall. A so-so KFC meal at the airport. Yunru's gleaming new fibreglass suitcase plus our assorted bags did not bust the group check-in baggage limit...

Bangkok - What Do I Love About You?
Suan Lom Night Bazaar - for the funkiest buys in the coolest (literally & figuratively) of all bazaars. In my opinion, better than Chatuchak.
Grand Palace for its entrancing architecture.
Tom Yum Gung, green curry, watercress salad, fritters hot off the wok.
Honey Oranges - I bought a bag home.
Fresh coconut & honey orange juice - enuf said.
Chao Phraya river - a chance to see how ordinary Thais live along banks.
Tuk-tuk drivers - for their daredevil driving skills that would make Michael Schumacher real proud.
Siam Square - funky, large, and boasts of 3 storey hair salons and Boots pharmacies.
Lay's Tom Yam Gung and Chicken & Garlic flavoured chips - chips with an ethnic kick.
Glico Pocky Banana Choco Sticks - an acquired taste, but nonetheless interesting.
A good bargain - self-explanatory.
Grand Diamond - for a taste of luxury, only if it's just for a few days!

What I Wished Could Change
The slums and poverty - you can see beggars often at street corners, bridges etc. I saw one man lying prostrate on the ground with his dog.
Bugs for dinner - saw them deep fried in soya sauce outside IT Mall. Bleah!
Smog & humidity - waiting to inhale fresh air. Waiting.... still waiting...

And...The bizarre
Ang mos who mistook us for Thais - 2 crazy ang mos who were overly exuberant in waving at us, thinking we were Thais. That was followed up by flying kisses from them. Arrgh!





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