I took it as a good omen that Paul was coincidentally aboard the same train. This was surely a better start than the last time we set off anywhere. And so it transpired for getting away. A good flight saw us landing in Bangkok just after 4.00 pm local time. That was clearly the point of the omen's expiration, however, as it was almost another 3 hours before we arrived in our hotel. Caught in one of Bangkok's infamous traffic jams.
Still, receiving the welcoming smiles, a step out into the warm night air and a drink at Cheap Charlie's and all was well with the world once again!
Morning Rush-hour |
Now Bangkok has never been one of the great walking cities. Pavements are a luxury item on its car-lined streets and the driver of the car whose wing mirror clipped my elbow while I was walking down the narrow Soi clearly thought they were a luxury I wasn't entitled to. Luckily, he wasn't going particularly fast. And then, amidst the traffic jams, multitudes of motor bike riders decide that the pavement, pedestrians notwithstanding, is a better option and duly pour onto it.
Traffic. On many levels |
Have a nice sit down and a cup of tea... |
After that, it was a stroll around some of the less salubrious quarters. A couple of beers and a G&T saw us well hydrated for the onward flight to London.
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