Bangkok is one crazy city. By the end of our first day we'd seen about 100 temples (gone into about 5), bought street food, had green curry, been hassled, been told we had 'lovely beard' (Tim) and pretty face (also Tim), bought pyjamas with moons and elephants on them in order to be allowed into the palace (which apparently is much more acceptable than shorts), had a tuk-tuk driver take us round the entire city for "two baht each!" (approx 6 cents), and then take us to suit shops so he could get gas vouchers, where we sat and had 6 beers between three of us and bought nothing. I tipped our driver 20 baht (about 60 cents), and all in all it was a pretty hectic, typical Bangkok day. We had far too much beer, and were absolutely exhausted and drunk by about 8pm, so made our way back to the guest house to sleep. Of course I decided that I still needed something extra, so we went to the local corner store and got a selection of interesting goods for dessert (sugared olives and green custard, anyone??).
Today we were planning on taking it a bit easier, so only saw two temples (Temple of the Dawn- Mum had said it was her favourite and it was pretty stunning) and the Reclining Buddha (GIGANTIC golden sleeping man), mixed in with boat rides to and from our destinations and ending with a cocktail at the Oriental Mandarin Hotel- we might not be able to stay there, but for a little while we could pretend to be living the high life. On the way back to our guesthouse we stopped by a little restaurant for some unidentified noodle-meat dishes, where the little lady decided to hand feed Tim some dried pork and wipe his mouth... very, er, friendly she was. I'm feeling a little unappreciated, Tim seems to steal the show with his 'manly beard', the 'handsome boy'. So I obviously decided it was my turn to get some attention, promptly almost-fainting on our last boat ride, inducing Tim to pour all his water over my head so that I managed to stumble may way onto safe dry land and away from the hot crowd. Whoops. Heat stroke I think, everything went a bit fuzzy for a while, but thanks to my hero, who was there to catch me and drown me in water, all is well!
After another interesting day we find ourselves tired but pretty relaxed and happy in guesthouse number two, Parami Guesthouse Chiang Mai. The flight here was easy and rather entertaining, as our seemingly rather drunk air hostess started singing in Thai and then telling us 'we have many, maaaany maaaaaaany many choices of eating... we are very veryyyy happy to see you', having everyone a bit confused and unsure if it was a joke, but at least it made things more interesting. As she thanked us at the end of the flight 'have a looooovely time', the speakers started blaring a ridiculous loud pop song, starting with heavy breathing and having a chorus of 'trouble maker, she's a trouble maker', making me think perhaps this was her personal theme song. All in all, more fun than your average flight.
So far I am super excited about Chiang Mai, it seems rather quieter and cleaner than Bangkok, and Roger who owns our cute guesthouse is great. So night night, city number two, tackle you tomorrow!
Inside our first temple
The Grand Palace
Dressed to impress
The Golden Buddha with our new friend Tad
The Marble Temple
Our other new friend, Chang
Tofu, pork and bean sprouts, yum!
Late night feast. Sugared olives (why???! not recommended), odd peanut cake and green custard buns.