One night in Bangkok...or 3?

Publié le par Francis NYOCK & Alice TUMLER

I have heard a lot about Bangkok: it's dirty, noisy, there are lady boys everywhere... people generally hate this city. But not us! We stayed in a hotel close to Khao San Road, which you could call "Little England". It's a street full of hostels, bars, backpackers and stalls, where you definitely want to cry for joy after, well, let's say it, South India. (Sorry, I really enjoyed Kerala, but not for the same reasons as Bangkok). From time to time it is nice to see people wear jeans instead of moustaches, see them check themselves in a mirror instead of starring at you... and to be able to wear shorts in a city, where a mini skirt is considered as office wear and high heels as the new flip flops! 

The fisrt day we just  chilled around Khao San Road and shopped, of course... new REAL Diesel jeans, REAL Gucci flip flops, everything you need to be hype in Bangkok.  
On Sunday, we visited the Grand Palais and some amazing temples. But there was another surprise that day: some kind of national celebration.. for us, it ment no taxi over 20 Baths (40cents) and special offers at the tailor: yes, yes, this let to a new shopping boulimia: Francis ordered a suit and a black cashmer coat, and I was bored just sitting there, so I went for a red cashmere coat...

On Sunday was my birthday and Francis had a special treat for me. I spent  4 hours in one of Bangkok's most amazing spas!!! Check out the pictures tomorrow. I had a whole flat there and just  went from colour-changing jacuzzi to steamroom to massage and beauty treatment. Amazing! Dinner was eaten at the Vertigo (check it out online!), the roof terrace restaurant of the Bannyon Tree Hotel on the 60th floor!

Yesterday was our last day in Bangkok and something had to be less amazing. We went for a 12-hour tour to lotsof "highlights" around the city. We left after 4 hours of sleep to drive to a floating market with not one simgle Thai there! The cobra show was impressive, mainly because we weren.'t sure if the cobra would kill us before the end or not. The bridge over the river Kwai was... well, boring (but we saw elephants kiss) and the Tiger temple was ok. Francis expected to go rodeo riding on one of them, but hey, you can't have a cobra eat you and a tiger cut you into pieces...

Now, we are in Surin, where the annual elephant festival starts tomorrow with over 200 elephants playing football and singing karaoke!!
Pictures follow tomorrow!
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