Victor is excited to be here and wakes up early. This is not a problem, except that he insists that I too get up and begin our Bankok exploring with him. It is still dark out. I stumble into and out of the bath and off we go, tip-toeing down the three flights of our walkup hostel.
We hit the street and head over to our usual breakfast joint only to find that most everything is still closed. Bangkok is a night town, not awake for early morning adventures. We pass a tiny bar and last night's party is still going on. We find somewhere for breakfast and enjoy an hour reading the paper.
We decide to walk to our next lodging just to see where it is and if they are ready for us. I have booked Star Suites on Soi 15. I wanted to be walking distance to the MRT and BMT. I have asked them several times how far they are from the main street. They say they are close, but it doesn't matter they have free Tuk Tuk to the main street. We get here, it is nearly a mile away. They aren't open yet.
We decide to head over to Rama 9 where the condo is being built to see how they are doing with our Asain investment. Turns out we have no idea where it is. We get off where we think it is but are sorely wrong. We start walking back toward Sukhumvit thinking maybe they moved it closer in...Somehow neither of us thought to bring any of the documents on the condo with us. We decide to walk until we find an internet cafe and we can look it up online. Ah, there is the dentist office, we stop here to make an appointment, they have free internet for patients. I make appointments that we might keep and Victor looks the project up.
We are about 2 miles off where we thought it was. But it is two miles in the right direction, closer to the main part of town. It is hot and we decide we will go check out of Suk11, get a massage, check into our new hotel and come back another day to find the condo.
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Thursday, January 10, 2008
Just like I remember
It isn't hot hot! I love it already.
We come out of the airport and are accosted for taxi rides. We have read the book and have been here before and know these folks to be gypsies. We need a minute of "fresh" air and a quick cigarette before we head into the chaos. Again and again we are asked again and again to take taxi. We continue to decline, again and again.
We find the right taxi line and get into Bangkok without hassle. Victor suggests staying at the hotel above where we like the foot massage. I think we should stay at Suk11, the hostel a block away. Great price, good reviews and looks nice, all teak and plants...We go and get an airconditioned room with private bath and king sized bed in the heart of Sukhumvit for all of $24, tax and breakfast included. It is a large, but plain room and fits the bill just right. We like this neighborhood. I muse that it is too bad they don't have email or online reservations or we would have been staying here for our whole Bangkok trip.
We look for our regular tuk-tuk driver from last year but don't find him. Considering the outrageous price we paid to get home every night last year, I am sure if he was in the area he too would have recognized us.
The neighborhood is otherwise the same. Cheap Charlies is bursting outside its imaginary boundaries with many people enjoying the cheapest beer in town. We stop in our British Pub, the Pickled Liver. The owner Nick recognizes us and gives a cheery Hello. We have a beer and promise to return Thursday for a round of trivia. (Certain to lose!)
Dinner is around the corner, Italian and sitting at the window for more people watching. In front of is are two English men with two Thai girls who are having a blast. We enjoy their antics. They are buying baubles and trinkets from all who pass in the street. Such fun!
We come out of the airport and are accosted for taxi rides. We have read the book and have been here before and know these folks to be gypsies. We need a minute of "fresh" air and a quick cigarette before we head into the chaos. Again and again we are asked again and again to take taxi. We continue to decline, again and again.
We find the right taxi line and get into Bangkok without hassle. Victor suggests staying at the hotel above where we like the foot massage. I think we should stay at Suk11, the hostel a block away. Great price, good reviews and looks nice, all teak and plants...We go and get an airconditioned room with private bath and king sized bed in the heart of Sukhumvit for all of $24, tax and breakfast included. It is a large, but plain room and fits the bill just right. We like this neighborhood. I muse that it is too bad they don't have email or online reservations or we would have been staying here for our whole Bangkok trip.
We look for our regular tuk-tuk driver from last year but don't find him. Considering the outrageous price we paid to get home every night last year, I am sure if he was in the area he too would have recognized us.
The neighborhood is otherwise the same. Cheap Charlies is bursting outside its imaginary boundaries with many people enjoying the cheapest beer in town. We stop in our British Pub, the Pickled Liver. The owner Nick recognizes us and gives a cheery Hello. We have a beer and promise to return Thursday for a round of trivia. (Certain to lose!)
Dinner is around the corner, Italian and sitting at the window for more people watching. In front of is are two English men with two Thai girls who are having a blast. We enjoy their antics. They are buying baubles and trinkets from all who pass in the street. Such fun!
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