I arrived in Bangkok last night. I was kinda ill after the strenuous afternoon of traveling, and to really put me over the edge, i accidentally left my carry-on in the taxi. I remembered it just moments later. I threw my small rolling suitcase toward the curb and took off chasing the taxi down the little side street yelling at the top of my lungs. I got my bag back... unlike another visit to Bangkok when i forgot a bag in a bus station. I was not about to let it happen again!
Welcome to Bangkok.
As a result of all this action, I apparently exceeded my "mono-recover-activity-limit" and have had to keep to my bed most the day. I went out on the street this morning for Thai iced coffee from a stall, and then popped out for lunch as well. But my room is on the third floor of the hostel, so i really have to think through outings (the stairs do me in).
Aside from not feeling too well, its nice to be in Bangkok. Great food, smiling locales, interesting people-watching, cheap iced coffee stands, deep fried bananas...
A morning shot of Khao San Road: the backpacker mecca of Thailand- and the rest of southeast Asia!
Lined with hostels and cafes, Khao San is swamped with pedestrians by midday. Stalls and vendors of everything you could possibly want/need run thick along the curb... its pretty much a backpacker wonderland.
