On arrival at Bangkok airport, we were hit with a whole different Asia. It was easy to see that we were no longer in the highly sanitised, heavily westernised Hong Kong. Having chickened out of getting a bus, we stood in line for an airport taxi, willing to pay the exorbitant fares, just for an easy life. Not surprising the taxi reps in the slightest, we stated our destination as Khao San Road, and soon we were winging our way to the backpacker haven. As we stepped out of the taxi, the full effect of Khao San Road smacked us square in the face. The heat, the smells, the people, the noise. It was incredible. The first night was spent finding a hostel, finding food and then finding bed. The sightseeing and jetlag had caught up
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