Well, where to begin?! I'll begin at the start, with... Bangkok ... and stressing how much you should not bother staying in it. Stepping out of the terminal we were instantly assaulted by taxi drivers and husslers, aggressively touting taxies at twice the fair price and pushing us toward their friends' cars. We felt threatened immediately and began to harbour a (fully justified) wariness of anyone that approached us. Our bus ride brought us into the scrambling chaos of Bangkok. This is a city where every second person rides a 125cc scooter, seemingly to their own set of road rules. A city of filthy, smog-filled streets that smell somewhere between rotting cabbage and rat soup. And then there's the Tuk-Tuk drivers with their annoying mating call: "Hey you, where you go?". The only Tuk-Tuk we caught
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