thailand pt1
Saturday, May 17th, 2008
A 9 hour flight next to one of the biggest beast-women I am ever likely to see isn’t generally my idea of a good time. She was a scary woman. Suckin back vodka and oranges in the way some people think that the free booze on international flights subsidies their fare. Desperately eyeballing the isles in search of the hosties every five minutes. Maybe she hadn’t found the booze button on her nintendo controller. I watched jumper and national treasure 2. Perfect plane fodder.
Bangkok is hot. My Tasmanian heritage is making me struggle to get through the day without it becoming a sweat fest, as I am sure the photos will attest. But there has been very little wet season rain so far. So that’s good.
Staying in a place called “seven” in the “pink” room no less. Is that perfect or what? It is in an area lord sukhuimvit. Which is pretty much bridgewater meets grey street st kilda meets footscray. So it is quite interesting. The hotel is fantastic.
Had a big first day of shopping yesterday. Then went I visit the other side of town fr a squiz at the spectacle that is khao San. Tourist central. Many beers later we negotiated well scoring a 5 dollar cab ride home back to the other side of bankok.
Today is all about massage and pizza.