Bangkok
Back in Thailand. At the same hostel (Khaosaan Baan Thai - recommendation). God it's taken a bloody long time to get back here!
Currently feeling all "templed" out, so after the 2 hour walk from the train station to the hostel - got lost, my fault - I decided today was the day for market shopping. Mainly because now I know I don't have to carry it anywhere. Trawling the streets of markets for goodies I found very little that appealed. Why would I want: someone's old dentures, claws still attached to toes, duran fruit, dried squid, dead peoples lockets (with photos) or old shoes? Consequently, the only thing I bought this morning was water, and lunch.
This afternoon I'm ashamed to say I hit the more tourist orientated markets, purchasing some 'Made in Thailand' trousers (that will probably only ever be used as pyjamas) and a few books to keep me entertained for the 14 hours I have to spend in Delhi Airport tomorrow night. One more day here.
I feel I've definitely come the full circle now, as I'm revisiting my favourite Bangkok places. Dinner was back to Mr Yim and his vegetarian food. Here, a pretty Taiwanese girl decided to squash into the very small space between us and a couple of English guys next to us. A little odd, I thought at first, as there was plenty of space elsewhere. I soon realised her agenda was to chat up the two boys, her lines including "English guys are good at pool" and "When I first heard Scottish people speaking, I thought it was like, Malay, or something". To be fair, I can see her point with the latter.
Back in Thailand. At the same hostel (Khaosaan Baan Thai - recommendation). God it's taken a bloody long time to get back here!
Currently feeling all "templed" out, so after the 2 hour walk from the train station to the hostel - got lost, my fault - I decided today was the day for market shopping. Mainly because now I know I don't have to carry it anywhere. Trawling the streets of markets for goodies I found very little that appealed. Why would I want: someone's old dentures, claws still attached to toes, duran fruit, dried squid, dead peoples lockets (with photos) or old shoes? Consequently, the only thing I bought this morning was water, and lunch.
This afternoon I'm ashamed to say I hit the more tourist orientated markets, purchasing some 'Made in Thailand' trousers (that will probably only ever be used as pyjamas) and a few books to keep me entertained for the 14 hours I have to spend in Delhi Airport tomorrow night. One more day here.
I feel I've definitely come the full circle now, as I'm revisiting my favourite Bangkok places. Dinner was back to Mr Yim and his vegetarian food. Here, a pretty Taiwanese girl decided to squash into the very small space between us and a couple of English guys next to us. A little odd, I thought at first, as there was plenty of space elsewhere. I soon realised her agenda was to chat up the two boys, her lines including "English guys are good at pool" and "When I first heard Scottish people speaking, I thought it was like, Malay, or something". To be fair, I can see her point with the latter.
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