After a few confusing shuttle buses and taxis we made it to the world renowned ‘chillax resort’ from the airport, which upon drop off looked remarkably un ‘chillax’ when faced with a crumbling facade and a sign for the hotel, however fortunately this was nothing more than a real estate sized signpost and we managed to find our way to the hotel. Thankfully we were still in great moods from the red Thai curry on the plane which was sensational, even managing to somewhat counterbalance the shortage of leg room.
Having made it to Bangkok we enjoyed a quick swim with cityscape vistas and enjoyed the smogset, which we agreed was an apt description for a sunset where you could only see about 3 inches from your face thanks to copious amounts of smog. Greta thunberg would’ve likely self combusted on sight.
Smog enjoyed, we headed out in search of the khao san road, were light work was made out of a pad Thai and several Chang beers – much to the delight of various wristband vendors to whom we may as-well have had targets painted on our backs – one taking a particular interest in selling Finlay an ‘I fuck retard kids’ wristband. We then set about to find a rooftop bar, which inevitably ended in more Chang’s located around the corner for 30 bhat cheaper – thriftiness which I hope would make the busk fund proud.
Currently sitting at a café at 7am enjoying a smoothie waiting for Finlay to arise from his non jet lag plagued slumber – big day ahead, with lots of temple staring, train ticket purchasing, and hopefully a few more Chang’s down the line – sitting opposite from me is a sign for 70 bhat Chang’s which would be a new personal best, and likely will be explored later today
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