We land in Bangkok to start our Asian leg of the trip and it’s quite a bit hotter than New Zealand, or anywhere I’ve been before ever. We leave the airport and, for reasons I still don’t understand to this day, we decide that the best thing to do is to walk to our hostel in the 60000 degree heat. An hour later (I think it was an hour, I briefly forgot how to tell the time during the journey) we get to the hostel and lie down for a good long while. I’ve never been so happy to see a cold shower in my life.
Once we’ve recovered and plastered ourselves in a few layers of sun cream, we go out and explore the streets of Bangkok. We’ve heard that the street food is amazing here so we try a bit of everything that we walk past, except the deep fried tarantulas and scorpions. NO THANK YOU GOODBYE.
The next day we do a full day of sightseeing. We hop into a Tuk Tuk and visit temples, huge golden statues, a training school for monks, and loads of street markets. We also attempt to visit the Grand Temple, but it’s so busy and overcrowded that we get completely stuck in a massive crowd of people. Street vendors use our inability to move as an opportunity to get us to buy their stuff, so we buy some juice from them, because we’re pretty sure we’re going to be stuck in the crowd for a few days anyway.
We’ve done quite a lot of walking by this point so on our last day in Bangkok we decide to get a nice, relaxing foot massage. For the first 15 minutes my massage is both nice and relaxing, but then, halfway through, my masseuse switches over to someone else who must have hated me and my feet because it felt like my toes were being pulled out one by one. They spend the rest of the session chopping at my shins and I spend the rest of the session wondering why I don’t feel relaxed yet.
Afterwards we go to a place called Thip Samai because it apparently has the best Pad Thai in the whole city. (It was pretty good, but I think Pot Noodles are good, so I don’t really know what I’m talking about). We spend the rest of the night drinking cheap alcohol on Khao San Road before packing all our stuff up ready to go to Cambodia the next day, which we definitely should have done the other way around, but oh well.