The morning after the marathon, I hobbled around Bangkok for more sightseeing. After breakfast, I headed out for a nearby temple, after yet another wrong turn, which led me through an fascinating market (full of various things, including tubs full of little wiggly things worthy of Fear Factor), through some backyards and after some directions from a kind soul who spoke English, I burst forth into a completely different temple, which was quite nice, and actually probably looked very similar to the original goal. Actually, getting lost as often as I do provides for some of the best experiences and sights, and heck, there's no better way for getting off the beaten tourist track. As I made my way to my last know location, two young women saw me looking at a map and promptly offered
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