Market Day
We whipped on the shorts and Air Jesus last night and went in search of a late night dinner after a few quiet bottles on Chris' balcony. We ended up wandering into the notorious Pat Pong market - endless stalls of knock-off T-shirts, copy watches and pirate DVDs. Each side lined with an array of sex clubs offering an impressive array of novelty acts. I remember it all being a lot seedier a few years ago. I'm not sure if I'm a little less wet behind the ears or if it's been cleaned up a bit. Maybe a bit of both. In any case the folks are good natured and it's a lot of fun to wander through.
We zig-zagged through Pat Pong and appeared down a neon soaked little alley full of bars with tourists spilling out and raucous music. Each side was competing for volume. You could literally hear a different song in each ear (as we quickly realised our mistake and high-tailed it out of there). Chris busted out his mad Thai skills and asked for some directions. We finished up at a little hawker stand and had a beer and some chicken & rice.
This morning we visited the 'mother of all markets' Chatuchak. It's a nice easy introduction to Thailand. Thousands of stalls selling all kinds of stuff that I don't have room for in my backpack (which is probably a good thing). It's exactly the place you'd drop your mother and sister off for a day. Two single blokes in Bangkok are a little less organised in their market trudging. We bought a little rattan Takraw ball (foot volleyball) for a kick around and an audio cable (that didn't work and was scientifically dissected and then thrown out). I think we saw most of it.
Technology is truly a remarkable thing. I'm in Bangkok posting photos I took a few hours earlier using a computer small enough to fit in my backpack that has no wires hanging out of it. At the same time I'm chatting with my buddy in London. So hello to Pepe the Pool Boy. There'll be a place open for you at the Pulau Zoch when you're ready. The pool is very large and salty, so please bring your own snorkel.
Chris in the Morning.
We zig-zagged through Pat Pong and appeared down a neon soaked little alley full of bars with tourists spilling out and raucous music. Each side was competing for volume. You could literally hear a different song in each ear (as we quickly realised our mistake and high-tailed it out of there). Chris busted out his mad Thai skills and asked for some directions. We finished up at a little hawker stand and had a beer and some chicken & rice.
Ash in the Sun at Chatuchak.
This morning we visited the 'mother of all markets' Chatuchak. It's a nice easy introduction to Thailand. Thousands of stalls selling all kinds of stuff that I don't have room for in my backpack (which is probably a good thing). It's exactly the place you'd drop your mother and sister off for a day. Two single blokes in Bangkok are a little less organised in their market trudging. We bought a little rattan Takraw ball (foot volleyball) for a kick around and an audio cable (that didn't work and was scientifically dissected and then thrown out). I think we saw most of it.
Requisite Stealth Mullet Shot.
Technology is truly a remarkable thing. I'm in Bangkok posting photos I took a few hours earlier using a computer small enough to fit in my backpack that has no wires hanging out of it. At the same time I'm chatting with my buddy in London. So hello to Pepe the Pool Boy. There'll be a place open for you at the Pulau Zoch when you're ready. The pool is very large and salty, so please bring your own snorkel.
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1 Comments:
well these markets sound great , doesn't seem to be like brother like sister, you have never got Sharni out of them - all the stones
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