Koh Jam is really difficult to get to. From Phi Phi we would have had to get an hour long ferry south to Koh Lanta and then get on the Krabi ferry. While this ferry passes Koh Jam the longtail boats come out to meet it and pick you up. The two ferry times didn't even allow for a connection. But we really wanted to go to Koh Jam because not many people do and it's quiet and peaceful. There is always a way around a difficult situation to I just started phoning the accommodation on Koh Jam to ask about how to get there. A lovely woman called Maoie at Golden Pearl bungalows said they would send a longtail to Koh Phi Phi the following day to PICK US UP. Amazing. It cost about 4 Euro more than the ferries and was only an hour long.
We stayed out a little later than we should have that night and had only had about three hours sleep when we had to check out. The hotel manager was giving us grief because we were ten minutes late and was trying to charge us. I said 'Amanda do you mind if I lay into this fella before he charges us?' and Amanda gave me permission. I told him it was a disgrace that our safe broke three times during our two day stay and in fact he should refund us because it's not like we have a problem with hotel safes and can’t work them. Which is actually hilarious because we have broken almost every hotel safe we've had.
So we skidaddled out of there, got banana nutella crepes for breakfast and found our longtail and boat man. We spent a lovely hour from island to island and when we came ashore the boat men took our bags for us, helped us off the boat and brought us up the beach to our hotel, where the reception had a fresh pineapple juice with a flower in it waiting for us. They gave of a choice of two huts in a coconut grove. We settled out stuff in our new pixi-pad and hit the beach and realised we had found "happy hangover land'.
This island was amazing, only dirt roads and motorbikes. The taxis are a sheepcart stuck on the side of a motorbike. We had a beautiful dinner at the Koh Jam Lodge just down the beach from our Golden Pearl Bungalows. Koh Jam Lodge is so lovely, beautiful Thai teak carved panels and hanging lanterns. It's designed in such a way that no mechanical ventilation is necessary, taking advantage of the off shore breezes I would definitely like to come back here on holiday. It's so safe and tranquil. The kids can run around naked and play on the beach and swing on the coconut trees. Most of the visitors are northern European and Scandinavian. We found an amazing bar run by the local postman Bung called Coco Bar. It had a giant swing with cushions. We saw wild monkeys. New Bungalows next door had actual tree-houses to rent on the beach. I'm telling ya, happy hangover land.
Everything was so easy here, when we asked at our hotel reception where to buy tickets to get off the island we were told the hotel longtail collect us at 8.30 the next morning and bring us to meet the Krabi ferry. Off we went the following morning, Amanda and Maeve and our two boat men. They stopped the engine in the middle of the sea which confused us until we saw 4 or 5 more longtails coming towards us. The boat men tied the boats together and sat drinking beer smoking cigarettes, singing songs and taking the mick out of the tourists. Talk about the chilled out life style. No worries. Hakuna matata
The Krabi ferry loomed on the horizon and it was all action. The boat men scurried back to their respective longtails and revved up their engines. I think they were having a race to see who could tie up to the ferry first. Initially I wasn’t sure the ferry would even stop and that we would have to ‘Indiana Jones’ ourselves onto it, but it did stop. Unfortunately. All the longtails tied up to the ferry and we were helped onto the big boat. We gave a sad wave goodbye to our remote island paradise and looked forwards to Krabi, the airport and our flight to Koh Samui.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Koh Phi Phi
Well well well. We've made it to Koh Samui.
We flew from Saigon to Phuket or Fuckit as we like to call it. Immediately on the Air Aisa flight we were delighted to be back with lovely Thai people. On asking the airhost if we could have a glass of wine he thought it was hilarious and said we could have lots of wine when we landed. It wasnt really that funny but it was nice to see happy smiley people again. Everyone just laughs at us in our faces here in Thailand. It is as if we are wearing big red noses and dont realise.
We got the ferry to Koh Phi Phi the next morning. It was a cool town. Narrow windy little streets. It's shocking to realise it has all been rebuilt in the past 5 years since the tsunami. We thought the night life was a little lacking, quiet beach bars playing 1980's eurovision music. On the way home to hit the leaba we were told there was a beach party at the beach close our hotel. Well, we got a shock when we got down there. Dear God. There were 4 beach clubs with blaring music and an actual hoop of fire with drunk people jumping through it! Seriously. Then the locals but the Hoop Of Fire out and set a giant skipping rope on fire, two guys stood on stools either side to swing the thing and people took turns to skip, barely lasting three or four skips before falling over and kreeling themselves. The air reeked of the smell of singed hair. Amanda wouldnt let me do it. Wait till you see the pictures.
We didn't partake in the fire action but had good fun. We met these americans and entertained ourselves discussing the double meaning of words. For example when we say "pissed' we mean drunk but the Americans mean angry. And we say 'taking the piss' means pulling your leg. One of the guys was trying to keep up with us and act like he knew all the meanings already and started saying "yeah yeah yeah I piss on the shit all the time!" Jaynee, Amanda and I nearly fell of our seats laughing. We are still laughing about it.
Our next port of call was Koh Jam, also called Koh Pu. So we're leaving Pee Pee to go to Poo
Please forgive my colourful use of language in this last section.
We flew from Saigon to Phuket or Fuckit as we like to call it. Immediately on the Air Aisa flight we were delighted to be back with lovely Thai people. On asking the airhost if we could have a glass of wine he thought it was hilarious and said we could have lots of wine when we landed. It wasnt really that funny but it was nice to see happy smiley people again. Everyone just laughs at us in our faces here in Thailand. It is as if we are wearing big red noses and dont realise.
We got the ferry to Koh Phi Phi the next morning. It was a cool town. Narrow windy little streets. It's shocking to realise it has all been rebuilt in the past 5 years since the tsunami. We thought the night life was a little lacking, quiet beach bars playing 1980's eurovision music. On the way home to hit the leaba we were told there was a beach party at the beach close our hotel. Well, we got a shock when we got down there. Dear God. There were 4 beach clubs with blaring music and an actual hoop of fire with drunk people jumping through it! Seriously. Then the locals but the Hoop Of Fire out and set a giant skipping rope on fire, two guys stood on stools either side to swing the thing and people took turns to skip, barely lasting three or four skips before falling over and kreeling themselves. The air reeked of the smell of singed hair. Amanda wouldnt let me do it. Wait till you see the pictures.
We didn't partake in the fire action but had good fun. We met these americans and entertained ourselves discussing the double meaning of words. For example when we say "pissed' we mean drunk but the Americans mean angry. And we say 'taking the piss' means pulling your leg. One of the guys was trying to keep up with us and act like he knew all the meanings already and started saying "yeah yeah yeah I piss on the shit all the time!" Jaynee, Amanda and I nearly fell of our seats laughing. We are still laughing about it.
Our next port of call was Koh Jam, also called Koh Pu. So we're leaving Pee Pee to go to Poo
Please forgive my colourful use of language in this last section.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Ho Chi MEAN City
The last night of our tour brought us to Ho Chi Minh City. The city was extremely quite when we arrived due to the Chinese New Year. The New Year was on Sunday 14th February, we arrived on Wednesday 17th February, and we were told that the city would not be back in full swing until at least Saturday 20th February. That's a heck of a lot of time off for New Year's.
Nevertheless, we were in high spirits after a fascinating time spent in Cambodia. Our group headed out for our final shin-dig. After a night of fun we decided to return to our hotel. Maeve & I were crossing the street (just outside our hotel) arm-in-arm, when a man on a motorcycle whizzed by us and pulled my bag from me. He yanked the strap so hard the bag snapped off me and sent me in a spin. We watched as the man drove off with my bag in hand, drama, drama, drama!! It was a really shocking thing to have happened and it really shook us up. My camera was in the bag so I was devastated to have all my pictures taken from me. Thankfully I had saved some pictures to Facebook so all is not lost. After talking to reception we realised things could have been a whole lot worse, she told us a story of a lady who had been dragged down the street by a motorcycle thief. We also met a man who had been pushed to the ground and had his tooth front teeth knocked out from a similar attack. Stolen stuff is better than broken Amanda or Maeve!!
So dusting ourselves off and picking ourselves us, in typical pixi-minx style, we decided to visit some of the sites. Ho Chi Minh City is quite cosmopolitan. There are some beautiful buildings and lush green parks. The traffic is bonkers, as pedestrians we are modes of transport in our own right. It's a game of dodge the moped, which are the predominant vehicles in use. Unlike Cambodia, it's compulsory to wear a helmet whilst driving a moped or motorbike. The helmets are quite cartoonish. Some of them are very Tin-Tin-esque or Penelope-Pitsop-like, there are even helmets in the shape of hats (a la Mary Poppins). All these quirky attributes helped us warm to Vietnam and we now leave with some fond memories (to hell with the Ho Chi MEAN motorcylce driver)!!
Nevertheless, we were in high spirits after a fascinating time spent in Cambodia. Our group headed out for our final shin-dig. After a night of fun we decided to return to our hotel. Maeve & I were crossing the street (just outside our hotel) arm-in-arm, when a man on a motorcycle whizzed by us and pulled my bag from me. He yanked the strap so hard the bag snapped off me and sent me in a spin. We watched as the man drove off with my bag in hand, drama, drama, drama!! It was a really shocking thing to have happened and it really shook us up. My camera was in the bag so I was devastated to have all my pictures taken from me. Thankfully I had saved some pictures to Facebook so all is not lost. After talking to reception we realised things could have been a whole lot worse, she told us a story of a lady who had been dragged down the street by a motorcycle thief. We also met a man who had been pushed to the ground and had his tooth front teeth knocked out from a similar attack. Stolen stuff is better than broken Amanda or Maeve!!
So dusting ourselves off and picking ourselves us, in typical pixi-minx style, we decided to visit some of the sites. Ho Chi Minh City is quite cosmopolitan. There are some beautiful buildings and lush green parks. The traffic is bonkers, as pedestrians we are modes of transport in our own right. It's a game of dodge the moped, which are the predominant vehicles in use. Unlike Cambodia, it's compulsory to wear a helmet whilst driving a moped or motorbike. The helmets are quite cartoonish. Some of them are very Tin-Tin-esque or Penelope-Pitsop-like, there are even helmets in the shape of hats (a la Mary Poppins). All these quirky attributes helped us warm to Vietnam and we now leave with some fond memories (to hell with the Ho Chi MEAN motorcylce driver)!!
Old McDonald had a farm e-i-e-i (SHUT THE F#CK UP) o!!
So our next stop was Chambok where we stayed with a local family. Fila, our guide, translated so we could communicate with the family. The family members that live in the house are a husband (aged 90), a wife (aged 80), and their daughter (aged 35). The couple have eight children in total, seven children are married and one daughter is unmarried. The family were so kind, friendly and cheerful despite a harrowing story of being chased out of their house by the Khymer Rouge. The elderly lady told us she had no idea how long they had to run for, she just remembers shots been fired and literally having to run for her life across rice fields.
The only daughter not to have married lives with them. The daughter admired our pale skin and said she disliked her dark skin. We told her that people use fake tan to get darker skin where we are from, and she said she'd love to make her skin lighter (nearly all the skin care products here have whitening agents in them) but she can't afford the cream. I think she feels if she had lighter skin she might attract a man to marry her. She is uneducated as the family couldn't afford to educate her. She was shocked when we told her it was a different time of the day where we were from, she had no clue of timezones, she's probably never seen a globe or a map of the world. The whole experience was so humbling. It just goes to show, us Westerners, have little to complain about. I have to say, I hope the Buddhists are correct in their theory on reincarnation. It's horrible to think that this is the only life these people will have and they will never have a chance of a better life.
On a lighter note, the sleep we had (or didn't have) in their house goes down as one of the weirdest sleeps of our lives. There was music blaring from a neighbours house until the wee hours of the morning and at 2:40am the cock-a-doodle-doos started. Then like an orchestra new animals decided to voice themselves and we had pigs, geese, dogs, cats, and of course the cockerel topped the whole symphony off. It was comical but kind of distressing. I woke up feeling abused from such a lack of sleep and Maeve felt like she'd been beaten across the head with a stick for about 20 minutes. At 6am we were up out of our beds to hike to a waterfall, we felt a bit like lemmings, we were confused about what had happened during the night (at Old McDonald's crazy ass farm) and how we'd come to be hiking at such an un-Godly hour. Thankfully we got to swim in the water below the waterfall and it made up for all the bizarre happenings of the night before :)
The only daughter not to have married lives with them. The daughter admired our pale skin and said she disliked her dark skin. We told her that people use fake tan to get darker skin where we are from, and she said she'd love to make her skin lighter (nearly all the skin care products here have whitening agents in them) but she can't afford the cream. I think she feels if she had lighter skin she might attract a man to marry her. She is uneducated as the family couldn't afford to educate her. She was shocked when we told her it was a different time of the day where we were from, she had no clue of timezones, she's probably never seen a globe or a map of the world. The whole experience was so humbling. It just goes to show, us Westerners, have little to complain about. I have to say, I hope the Buddhists are correct in their theory on reincarnation. It's horrible to think that this is the only life these people will have and they will never have a chance of a better life.
On a lighter note, the sleep we had (or didn't have) in their house goes down as one of the weirdest sleeps of our lives. There was music blaring from a neighbours house until the wee hours of the morning and at 2:40am the cock-a-doodle-doos started. Then like an orchestra new animals decided to voice themselves and we had pigs, geese, dogs, cats, and of course the cockerel topped the whole symphony off. It was comical but kind of distressing. I woke up feeling abused from such a lack of sleep and Maeve felt like she'd been beaten across the head with a stick for about 20 minutes. At 6am we were up out of our beds to hike to a waterfall, we felt a bit like lemmings, we were confused about what had happened during the night (at Old McDonald's crazy ass farm) and how we'd come to be hiking at such an un-Godly hour. Thankfully we got to swim in the water below the waterfall and it made up for all the bizarre happenings of the night before :)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Getting down with the locals
For our last day in Siem Reap, Fila took us to the local school to visit the children and give them notebooks and pens. The children are absolutely adorable, so sweet, and eager to practice their English. Maeve & I decided to write inspirational messages in the back of some of the notebooks so the kids would find them. We wrote things like, learning is fun, stay in school, and love your Mum & Dad. After visiting the school, Fila took us to his parents house for lunch. They had prepared the most delicious meal ever. We then took ox driven carts back to our bus. In the afternoon we visited the floating villages. There are floating houses, shops, and even a floating church. We stopped at one of the floating shops and we were greeted by a young boy walking around with a python around his neck. He was fearless with the snake and took great pleasure in scaring us unsuspecting tourists. We went to a local families house for dinner and we ate spiders legs.... hippy jibbys or what!! But in fairness, they were quite tasty, tasted just like chicken :)
Ankor Wat Photos
Ankor Wat at 5am
Reflection in the pond before the main Temple
Main Temple at dawn
Stone Lions at entrance steps
Reliefs carved and sculpted post construction
Lady's Temple
Reliefs carved and sculpted pre construction and hence much more delicate
Trees cannot be removed bacause they have undermined the structural integrity of the
temples to the point that they are part of the structure now.
Locals
Apsara Dancers / temple hot chicks
Sex Education from the Locals
Ankor Wat meets Karaoke
So we were up bright and sparky (4:45am) to visit Angkor Wat and watch the sunrise. There is a moate around the temple and our guide (Fila) advised us to be careful walking over the bridge due to the darkness. Maeve came about two steps short of falling into the moate, Fila gave her his head lamp to ensure she stayed dry and above water. Angkor Wat is amazing, it took 37 years to build and it's clear to see why. There is detail in every cornice of the structure. The walls were constructed first and then they carved images into the stone. One of the images which is repeated throughout the temples is the Apsara. The Apsara were beautiful women that dressed up in intricate costumes and danced for the people in the temple. Our guide told us in modern English they would be called "hot temple chicks". After visiting Ankor Wat we continued traveling around visiting other temples, including the one featured in the Tomb Raider movies. For our encounter with wildlife today, I took a ride on an elephant and Maeve nearly got attacked by a monkey. I have no idea what Maeve was doing to upset the monkey, he was sitting there all coy and then all of a sudden he opened his eyes and mouth so wide I thought his teeth would fall out. He looked like he was stunned and then starting running over to Maeve. Thankfully, he quickly came to his senses when the rest of us squealled.
After the hectic day visiting the temples it was time for some hijinks. Our group went to a bar, which led to a club, and then a karaoke bar. The karaoke bar was a private padded room with brightly covered designs in fake leather, a loony bin for the drunk and disorderly me thinks. We had the entire room to ourselves, five of us (four from the group and the tuk tuk driver). The tuk tuk driver was dead serious and was belting out ballads from the 80's. We on the other hand, well lets just say we won't be winning the X-Factor next year :) On the way home the tuk tuk, tuk tuked... we ran out of petrol and had to walk our drunk little selves home. What a day!!
After the hectic day visiting the temples it was time for some hijinks. Our group went to a bar, which led to a club, and then a karaoke bar. The karaoke bar was a private padded room with brightly covered designs in fake leather, a loony bin for the drunk and disorderly me thinks. We had the entire room to ourselves, five of us (four from the group and the tuk tuk driver). The tuk tuk driver was dead serious and was belting out ballads from the 80's. We on the other hand, well lets just say we won't be winning the X-Factor next year :) On the way home the tuk tuk, tuk tuked... we ran out of petrol and had to walk our drunk little selves home. What a day!!
Last Few days in Bangkok
We moved to our new hotel in Bangkok to begin our Intrepid tour into Cambodia and Vietnam. We met our guide Fila, a Cambodian, who is lovely, interesting and enthusiastic about our tour.
When we were leaving the hotel for the day we asked the hotel porters where we could get a Tuk-Tuk, a motor-bike taxi with a cart of 4 seats attached and they just laughed at us. I think they thought we sounded like chickens the way we said it..tuk tuk tuk.
This was the day for sight-seeing. We saw Wat Po with the giant reclining Budda 40 feet long. It was pretty amazing, all covered in gold leaf. They build the Budda first and then the temple around it. He protects all of Bangkok. Another temple had a wide gold-leaf door jamp so when you passed through, it is said you become a renewed person, all new and fresh and good. Great for hangovers we thought.
For the craic we had our Fortunes told. A little old man with round spectacles and a little hat and a beard in a plait was our man. Very authentic. He told me I sometimes lost the head and needed to meditate more! That when angry I see an elephant like an ant, as in I don't think about the consequences. He said I am good at my artistic job because I think carefully about the emotions of the clients. He said I had a boyfriend who lived very close to my house, behind it.Which is all true. And of course he said I was going to have FIVE kids and lots of cash. I don't believe in all that fortune stuff but it was definitely a fun experience. And I'll definitely meditate more. Some of the Thais were queuing up and had notebooks to write down what he said, they must completely live their lives according to their advice.
We found a nice street for dinner called Phra Atit,(up and at it) very close to Koh San Road but much more chilled. We tried to go home early but kept finding nicer cute little bars.
Tomorrow Ankor Wat in Cambodia
When we were leaving the hotel for the day we asked the hotel porters where we could get a Tuk-Tuk, a motor-bike taxi with a cart of 4 seats attached and they just laughed at us. I think they thought we sounded like chickens the way we said it..tuk tuk tuk.
This was the day for sight-seeing. We saw Wat Po with the giant reclining Budda 40 feet long. It was pretty amazing, all covered in gold leaf. They build the Budda first and then the temple around it. He protects all of Bangkok. Another temple had a wide gold-leaf door jamp so when you passed through, it is said you become a renewed person, all new and fresh and good. Great for hangovers we thought.
For the craic we had our Fortunes told. A little old man with round spectacles and a little hat and a beard in a plait was our man. Very authentic. He told me I sometimes lost the head and needed to meditate more! That when angry I see an elephant like an ant, as in I don't think about the consequences. He said I am good at my artistic job because I think carefully about the emotions of the clients. He said I had a boyfriend who lived very close to my house, behind it.Which is all true. And of course he said I was going to have FIVE kids and lots of cash. I don't believe in all that fortune stuff but it was definitely a fun experience. And I'll definitely meditate more. Some of the Thais were queuing up and had notebooks to write down what he said, they must completely live their lives according to their advice.
We found a nice street for dinner called Phra Atit,(up and at it) very close to Koh San Road but much more chilled. We tried to go home early but kept finding nicer cute little bars.
Tomorrow Ankor Wat in Cambodia
Friday, February 5, 2010
Stay Far Far Away from the Khao San Road
So we went to see what all the fuss was about the Khao San road last night. When we asked the taxi driver to take us there he started laughing. He laughed at us basically the whole way in. We actually thought he was a bit mental. When we found a bar we liked had some Thai curry and some beers, we were being so judgmental. Looking around at all the other drunken eejits, saying things like "what do these people DO all day? Just drink all night and sleep all day and don't even go and see the amazing stuff Bangkok has to offer! Loosers". We thought we were so responsible and ladylike and grown -up. Fast-forward to 18.35 the next day when I wake up with that awful feeling. "Amanda, what time does your watch say? We were supposed to go to the Vietnamese Embassy today BEFORE 16.30".
So we had completely lost the run of ourselves, become those people we were judging but worse because now we had no passports to go on our trip to Cambodia, leaving Sunday evening.
We stragetised, planned pragmatically what we had to do. We hopped in a taxi and headed to the embassy. it was now 20.15 and it closed at 16.30. I pushed the door and weirdly it was open. We met a man and literally begged him. Amanda went red in the face with all the pleading. She was really excellent. He went and got an office worker who told us to wait. Then they opened the whole embassy and brought us in and gave us a bit of a hard time but gave us our passports! Unbelievable. The Thai people are so nice. Now we can go on our tour and don't have to show up a day late and be all embarrassed with our heads hung low. We're back on top! Responsible. Organised.
So we had completely lost the run of ourselves, become those people we were judging but worse because now we had no passports to go on our trip to Cambodia, leaving Sunday evening.
We stragetised, planned pragmatically what we had to do. We hopped in a taxi and headed to the embassy. it was now 20.15 and it closed at 16.30. I pushed the door and weirdly it was open. We met a man and literally begged him. Amanda went red in the face with all the pleading. She was really excellent. He went and got an office worker who told us to wait. Then they opened the whole embassy and brought us in and gave us a bit of a hard time but gave us our passports! Unbelievable. The Thai people are so nice. Now we can go on our tour and don't have to show up a day late and be all embarrassed with our heads hung low. We're back on top! Responsible. Organised.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Amanda Maeve from Dublin to Bangkok
First of all flying with Ethiad Airlines is like getting on the plane to Heaven. All cream and white interior with mood lighting, polite airhostess, lots of movies to choose from AND your own arm-rests. The food was, dare I say it, yummy. We could see our landing into Abu Dhabi Airport in the desert because our dvd screens showed the captain's view from the cockpit. Arriving in Abu Dhabi was like actually having gone through the Pearly Gates and were in an eternity of cleanliness and serenity.
Our Hotel Cha-Da Bangkok is lovely. We were so glad to have a shower and go out in search of food. Of course we accidentally chose the poshest place in the Rough Guide for our dinner. A restaurant of little temple like buildings on columns in lotus flower ponds. Luckily it was closed and we were directed to restaurant 'Eat Me'. The taxi / rally driver brought us down a dark alley to this little oasis of modern thai architecture, a first floor restaurant around a courtyard of bamboo plants, low lighting, low seating and trendy clientele. Well we fit right in.
The thai waiter had learned a Scottish type of English and while giving us tips on getting around the city he said things like "take a wee walk around here", one bar was "bonkers" and "you know what I mean like"!
The menu was amazing. especially the Chili-chocolate ice-cream. It's freezing...but yet burns! A very confusing culinary experience.
Bangkok is SPOTLESS. It's very well kept. All the taxis are candy colour with metalic paint. All the cars look like they have been washed this morning.
The traffic is mental but we got the Sky-Train today which glides through the city four stories above ground level. It's spotless too, when were ascending the stairs to the ticket station there was a woman washing the stairs with soapy water and polishing the chrome.
Maybe we'll have a different opinion when we get into the city centre.
We don't mean to be annoying everyone with being away when people are headwrecked with the recession. It is so crap for everyone. This is just a bit of escapism on our part.
Our Hotel Cha-Da Bangkok is lovely. We were so glad to have a shower and go out in search of food. Of course we accidentally chose the poshest place in the Rough Guide for our dinner. A restaurant of little temple like buildings on columns in lotus flower ponds. Luckily it was closed and we were directed to restaurant 'Eat Me'. The taxi / rally driver brought us down a dark alley to this little oasis of modern thai architecture, a first floor restaurant around a courtyard of bamboo plants, low lighting, low seating and trendy clientele. Well we fit right in.
The thai waiter had learned a Scottish type of English and while giving us tips on getting around the city he said things like "take a wee walk around here", one bar was "bonkers" and "you know what I mean like"!
The menu was amazing. especially the Chili-chocolate ice-cream. It's freezing...but yet burns! A very confusing culinary experience.
Bangkok is SPOTLESS. It's very well kept. All the taxis are candy colour with metalic paint. All the cars look like they have been washed this morning.
The traffic is mental but we got the Sky-Train today which glides through the city four stories above ground level. It's spotless too, when were ascending the stairs to the ticket station there was a woman washing the stairs with soapy water and polishing the chrome.
Maybe we'll have a different opinion when we get into the city centre.
We don't mean to be annoying everyone with being away when people are headwrecked with the recession. It is so crap for everyone. This is just a bit of escapism on our part.
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