Bangkok is huge. Like, massive and sprawling. I frequently wonder how they decided on the paths for their new metro and sky train system, because there is no CBD (central business district) that I can make out. As a result, the new mass transit concessions weave in and out of the touristy and semi-businessy parts of town in a seemingly aimless way. This is a testimate to how much there is to do in this city, and, to quote my dear, dear friend Abbey, how much schlepping you have to do to get around.
Despite a uniformity of general look and feel, Bangkok has many faces. We saw many of them on this trip.
The view from the 20th floor of our hotel shows the tollway below, wats (temples) all over, and sporadic skyscrapers as far as you can see. Not conventionally pretty, Bangkok certainly has a sense of beauty in its chaos.
Here is Chinatown. I mean, Chinatowns are always pretty much the same, and Bangkok really isn't much of an exception. Bangkok's history, though, is intertwined with that of China's. From a very early year, Chinese merchants owned and operated the banks of the river here, and the Chinese integrated with the Thai people, creating (we think) the distinct Thai look that makes these people among the prettiest people on earth.
You can see in the photo above that Bangkok has no lack of taxis. We generally taxid around when the BTS (sky train) did not go where we needed it to, which was frequently. We also took tuk tuks, which are for tourists for sure, but are very fun. And, of course, we took a boat, which I must do in any city I'm holidaying in. (Much to Jordan's chagrin)
This time we got a canal tour on a long boat. I loved it. we got to see the main river and the back canals that used to make up Bangkok's primary transport means (many of them are now filled in and replaced with roads, probably for the better!).
Obligatory selfies.
The canals are actually a really cool glimpse into what Bangkok must have looked like long ago when it was all canals. The canal houses are right on the water, each with a dock for accessibility and a covered porch for relaxation and eating of course. Some of these houses are nice, some are not, and some are falling into the canal. Literally.
This is a nicer one.
This is a typical canal.
The main river.
Another popular form of transport here is the motorcycle taxi. When I tell you I have
Seen entire families on these things, I mean it - 3-4 people can fit on a motorcycle when the situation demands it. Ever since our rented motorbike in koh Tao last year, we have felt confident enough in our ability to hold on to actually take these taxis. So after our boat ride, we bit the bullet.
Of course, I can't do anything new and touristy in a foreign place without my camera out and embarrassingly taking photos. This was no exception, despite the treacherous travel method. I even took a video.
Mom, you might not want to watch that one.
After a long day of trekking/schlepping/boating we needed a massage. Everyone here gets massages. I think the common western view of massage is that it's relaxing and soothing and feels nice. Not Thai massage. It hurts. You come out a battered, bruised soldier (just ask my brother about his experience last year), but you feel good when it's over. We spent $13 on a two hour massage, and it was great. My favorite part is the silly pajamas they make you wear.
After massages, it was time to eat again and go to the gay Soi. Sardines and fermented fish paste. Not my favorite but good.
You never know what can happen on the sois of silom. This late evening, a troupe graced us with some breakdancing. We actually gave them some money.
Following the breakdancing show, a child drove his power wheels up the street.
Just another day in Bangkok.