Back from Bangkok
A breath of fresh air was all I needed. Though it seems like there's more carbon monoxide than oxygen in Bangkok. The malls sucked, the local markets kicked ass, roadside food was good, and I have officially become a pirate. I think I came back with a kg or 2 of accessories. And another kilogram on my person.
Bachalor! on a billboard, no less Not trying to be mean, but this is just hilarious. There was a banner outside my hotel too(which I forgot to take!) which said, "Long Live the King on this Ouspicious(Auspicious) Occation(Occasion) of His 80th Birthday".
Why don't we have this amazing invention here? A beer tap for every table! There was a 3-beer fest outside a new mall with 3 different live bands playing in 3 beer tents at the same time. Of course I'd go for the Heineken one.
Design store with a larger than life figurine outside, which, for some unknown reason, reminded me vaguely of Hard Gay. Also, all hail my new shirt materialism!
I paused to take a snap at the shophouses in Chinatown...and got my preciousss bag slashed a second later. Luckily nothing was taken. I hope the thief gets flesh-eating boils on his/her gonads. Went to shop for a new bag to console myself. *wipes dramatic tear with lacy hanky*
Squirrels sold at Chatuchak Market. Very, very cute but very, very cruel.
Painter at work restoring the glory of olden times at the Grand Palace. The mural takes up at least 10 metres of the wall, now, look at the size of her brush. This is madness!