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Published: October 22nd 2006
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The intrepid explorer in Wat Phra Kaew afternoon all, i am still in bangkok. it seems i am enjoying this place more than i thought i would, having reprised my role as a student bum in a foreign country. hopefully i will get off my skinny arse and move on later today.
anyway, not too much happening. found out the real name for bangkok is:
Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit
i daare not try and even attempt that yet, i have only just mastered hello, thankyou and goodbye. no thankyou being the most used word this week, everything i do or everywhere i go results in someone trying to scam me, so far none have worked properly.
went to the grand palace (wat Phra Kaew) the other day and fell in love with it. its the most revered temple in thailand and houses the emerald budda (made of jade, go figure). unfortunately not allowed a photo inside many of the places. next was wat Pho which is famous for a 46m long reclining buddah, covered in gold it was pretty impressive to say the least. (there should be
Wat Phra Kaew
Wat Phra Kaew some photos to go along with this, if i can figure out how to work this)
took a ride up to kanchanaburi on thursday for the night, famous for being where The Death Railway crosses the River Kwai. unfortunately i didnt see alec guinness about or see that much of the town. walked the length of the bridge (with trains passing) and found out when i got to the other side that this isnt actually the river kwai. the dipshit who wrote the book had never been here and didnt know that this isnt the river kwai at all. the thais being clever and all therefore decided to keep all the tourists happy and renamed to river to make sense. stayed in a cute little bungalow on stilts over the river for about 3 quid.
not to self: do not try and take on thai bar girls (including ladyboys) at either drinking or pool. they royally kicked my ass at both while maintaining and cute and innocent exterior. for some strange reason one of them kept buying me tequila shots and telling me they were water. i fully expected to be charged for all these later on so
i took it upon myself to make a daring escape, steve mcqueen eat your heart out. cunningly i thought i could go into the toilet, check it out, ask for the bill and if needed make a break when i next went to sooth my arse with the pressure hose. however, no bloody windows in the mens, just a little gap in the ceiling. depsite being a runt, not even i could make it through and i headed back to the bar to my extended bill. but luckily, they didnt charge me, except for my beer and after buying them a round i went merrily into the night, waking up without my phone card, outside my mozzie net and with a vague recollection of chatting to a (suspected) lady boy in a different bar. however, i did manage after nearly 30mins of trying, to find out what the thai for 'bollocks' was.
i decided to leave town immediately and head back to sunny bangkok. nothing else has happened except i had my first tuk-tuk ride and choked to death in the bangkok rush hour traffic. took up a new extreme sport - hanging on the back of a motorbike
Budda
Big buddah and alter carrying a rucksack on my back and another on the front through the traffic. dont think i'll do that again. cold showers are also really, really not a novelty anymore after the first few times. neither are roosters. somewhere below my window is a house with a rooster which has been the bain of my life the past two nights. it doesnt just crow once, it carries happily on from 5 til 9. the next sound i want to ever hear it make, is the fizzle as it gets lowered into a colonel sanders frying machine before it ends up in my belly.
think it's time for the beaches, thought the weather is apparently not great. do i fly for 40quid or overnight bus for a fiver? met a lovely irish girl last night and had a few drinks with her. being a true gentleman, i immediately forgot her name and had to bluff it for the rest of the night. dont think i pulled it off very well and she didnt come back out later onto the khao san. she also said i looked like james blunt. i can think of one word that rhymes with his name
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Inside the complex that describes him immensely, so i went home and immediately shaved and bought a knock off t-shirt for a few quid.
highlight of the trip so far, apart from getting wasted on insanely cheap, strong and tasty beer was breakfast this morning. while browsing through the local eateries, a massive fight started up between two stereotypical dykes and everyone in the vacinity got a front row seat for 10 minutes of full on fighting, including rolling on the floor, haymakers, name calling and scramming. unfortunately no hair pulling, as they had none. i think the big one won, going by the reactions of the local taxi drivers who after initially laughing and cheering, split them up.
in the words of bugs bunny, thats all folks. i shall return with photos later on today, and hopefully by the time you read this i will be here :
PhiPhi anyone wanna update me on life in wales?
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hannah
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wow ! impressive photos, looks amazing ........ im still very jealous. haha glad your having fun though. have you made it to the beaches yet? Whatever the weather it has to be better than here, rain, rain and yes you guessed it, more rain :( The guys are all fine and everyones asking about you so i send our best wishes :) speak to you soon take care X