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Published: December 11th 2010
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Last Day
Jack left last night. This morning I took the SkyTrain to Chatachuk Market. I know I had vowed that I wasn’t going to go to anymore markets, but I made an exception since this is the largest market in Thailand and the only food it sells is prepared food. There are approximately 15,000 vendors who are there only on Saturdays and Sundays. The market is enormous and I was extremely pleased that after wandering aimlessly for 2 hours I ended up at the entrance where I came in. Most of the vendors sell specialized products. For example, one vendor sells puppies, one sells kittens, one sells baby rabbits and one sell hamster or one sells sneakers, one sells sandals, one sells women’s shoes (not sneakers or sandals) and one sells men’s shoes. Actually, dozens of vendors sell sneakers, dozens sell sandals, etc. It is pretty overwhelming. I applied a new rule for shopping which is would I wear it to Newton Centre or not. If the answer is “No”, then no matter how cute it is, I take a pass. I did take 2 chances and purchased a belt for Jack and a t-shirt for Josh. Sometimes you have
to be bold. I melted about 12:30 and headed back to the hotel for a shower.
After lunch, I decided to try one of the malls that was recommended in the guidebook as having clothes from up and coming Thai designers. I got there and low and behold it looked just like the Chestnut Hill Mall. I couldn’t find anything I couldn’t buy at home and in Bangkok it wasn’t even on sale. I then went looking for another mall and after walking for blocks and blocks; I gave up and headed back to the Siam Paragon Mall. It was more like the Natick Mall with some areas having all the designer shops you find at one end and a smattering of normal stores that are in another wing. Prices reminded me of the US and using the Newton Centre rule, the only things I liked cost more than I was willing to spend. I had promised Jack I wouldn’t go wandering around Bangkok after dark, so I headed back to the hotel and sat out on the deck overlooking the river, drank a yom tom Mohito (with sliced ginger and chili), read my mystery using the handy, dandy
battery light I brought and enjoyed a final couple of hours before leaving. I’m now at the Air France lounge with another 1.5 hours before we leave for Seoul. What’s weird is that there are virtually no women in the lounge. I can’t remember this ever happening. When I get to Seoul, I have a 5 hour layover before departing for JFK and then 2 hours before my flight to Florida. It will be 32 hours from leaving the hotel to landing in Fort Lauderdale and then I’ll have another hour before I get to Miami. I’m reconciled to my fate. The long travel time is easier to take when you are leaving for vacation then when you are heading home and back to the real world.
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