Saturday, August 8, 2009

Chinatown Chaaaiiiiii


We spent our second day in Bangkok much like the first, walking along Bangkok's beaten down sidewalks that looked like they were sledgehammered in front of us. Another hot day without sun. It's amazing how hot it can get in a city with the absence of sunlight, but Bangkok is a special little animal. The traffic in this city is unbelievable, lanes are marked but ignored, lights change, but for the most part are ran with little to no regard for pedestrians or traffic laws, emissions are the worst I have ever seen- particularly Chinatown. 



After walking to the canal for another boat ride west, we took a "stroll" to Chinatown. I put stroll in quotations-because as far as I know, there is no such thing as strolling in Bangkok, that word has a connotation of a calming, easy breezy, not a care in the world walk- but that is not how you walk in Bangkok. If you do not look left and right at every alley, driveway, or entrance to ANYTHING you are likely to be hit or almost hit by a motorbike. 


Chinatown is HEAVILY polluted with noises and emissions from the hundreds and thousands of motorbikes, scooters, tuk-tuk's and cars. Maris felt the heat in Chinatown, the mixture of the heat and pollution kicked her ass. 



With all that said, Bangkok is a wonderful place- it is unlike any place i have ever been. Everyone smiles at us- some with intentions on getting to our baht stash, others just to be nice, either way they smile and it is contagious. If they are being rude we have no idea-ignorance is bliss. 


We ate some interesting street food, visited some INSANE street/flea markets (Imagine any flea market you have ever been to under a roof and magnify it times 5. In one booth there is a short Thai girl talking on her mobile phone while her product behind her- car speakers and amps and neon lights bump so loud it makes you wonder if there is anyone on the other end of the line and if there is, how the hell they can hear anything. In the booth next door a woman sells pastries she is making at the same time she exchanges baht, next to her a man sells hello kitty purses, next to him someone is selling faucets, next to him someone selling locks and stun guns, next to her someone is selling PSP and ripped off American DVDs including a huge poster of ANACONDA 3 featuring David Hasselhoff, seriously. The market was a lot of fun, mostly because it was semi air conditioned and out of the humidity. I got a great Thai album I will put on my blog when I get a chance. 


After a day at the market we walked around aimlessly as most travelers do. I left the backpack at home to brush off as much tourist musk as I could. We took the boat back to our area of town, which honestly is like the Fifth Avenue of Bangkok, Louis Vitton, Burberry, all kinds of high class shops- an EXTREMELY different situation than Chinatown, which for the most part seemed pretty down-trotten. 




We went out for our first night on the town. We met with an American and his Thai wife at a small blues/funk/jazz lounge called Brown sugar. A funk band played a few American tunes and some originals, it was a GREAT atmosphere. A couple beers and jack daniels later we walked next door to a place called The Room, a loud, dark, hip DJ hosted bar that we were pretty sure was a gay bar. Either way it was a lot of fun, we met a couple Thai guys started to get tired and walked back to the hotel only to be sideswiped by a small bar called Dewars (like the scotch) where a live Thai band was playing what sounded like fallout boy type music, not really sure if they were original tunes or not-we met with two charming blokes from the UK, Thom and Bob. They were nice guys, I met a guy that worked for FHM magazine. This was kind of a high brow place, but was very cool, open air with a mixture of decors that would make your head spin. 


A great night, our first night out and we managed to bypass all the sleezy Cancun-esque tourist traps and managed to hit some of the cooler bars I've been to in a long time. They were a little pricey, but they were a blast. A great night indeed. 


This morning Maris has a fever and we are taking it easy, trying to get her in shape for a 12 hour train ride to Chiang Mai in the coming days- It doesn't bother me though, because I feel like a Bangkok sidewalk this morning. Cheers


_Brock

3 comments:

  1. Sounds like you guys are having a great time. Budget budget! ''Maris I hope you get to feeling better get plenty of water and you probably need some sleep! Take care. Mom B

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  2. It sounds like you are getting a full dose of tourism. Please be careful. Make sure you send some photos. I enjoy reading your blog, I hope everything is going well.

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  3. i read about some quake in the indian ocean -- thinking about you all. Stay safe

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The Beginning

The Beginning

I am a 25 year old, southern Gent. I've been bothered by the fact that I've not traveled the world or even left the country, sans a trip to Cancun when I was in High School, but that was so muddled with tequila and strip clubs (sorry mom), that It doesn't REALLY count- that I have decided to take a adventure across the globe with the love of my life.

All I needed was a motivator, I needed someone to push me to travel and tell me, "Now's the time to do this, and we should totally do it". She came, she said those magic words and now we've got our bags packed, watching the calendar.
 
I had intentions on moving to New York City with my girlfriend. We are both really big into music and both have a spot in our hearts for the city. The opportunity escaped us after having our hopes deflated by the freaky rent prices there. We kind of ditched the New York idea immediately following a trip there and the mention of Thailand. 

We had always tossed around the idea of traveling together. I knew I wanted to travel with her. The first place she mentioned was Thailand, and after 20 minutes on Craigslist, checking out places and prices, we were sold (prob not the best way to chose where you want to spend your life, but that's just how it happened, and this is my story). Thailand it was.

So here we are 6 months later, a ticket for Bangkok dated August 4th in our hands. When people ask us how long we will be in Thailand, we say "Indefinitely". We are ready for a life change, something that might coax us into never coming back.

I have been dreaming of the sand and the crystal beaches since we mentioned the move, I have also had nightmares of being locked up and having to deal with a girlfriend who has been kidnapped by some crazy python handler, but those are just dreams.

The truth is, I have never been so excited and nervous at the same time for anything in my life. Right, now as I sit on my couch in South Knoxville looking out the window at the homemade bird feeders we made, on a hot Sunday afternoon, it blows my mind to think that in a little under two months, I might be laying in the sand with the tide riding up my mini bathing suit, with some concoction of a random Thai's design to sip in one hand, watching long-tailed boats float over the horizon, holding the love of my life in the other.

I expect to be shocked, excited, impressed, disappointed, lost, scared, found, happy, comfortable, uncomfortable, drunk, frightened, enlightened, ready to come home, ready to stay forever- all at different times on this journey.  

But one thing that will never change will be when I am an old man, maybe back in South Knoxville, sitting on my porch in a rocking chair with my old wife, widdling some crazy little thing old men on porches widdle, I will be able to look over to my wife and ask, "Remember that time we went into that local bar in Thailand and we saw that Thai Prostitute perform that "Ping-Pong show?" I am glad we shared that moment together."  

And she will say, "Brock that's disgusting" and then smile a little bit.


_Brock