Arrival in Bangkok
Not much to blog about today as we spent 8 hours on a bus from Siem Reap to Bangkok. The border crossing was less eventful than anticipated, as we'd heard it can be chaotic and take hours.
On the way to the border, we did see the weirdest thing on a motorbike yet - piggies.
Arriving in Bangkok, we had just enough time to zip out and check out a local temple before heading out for dinner. Deciding to visit the Golden Mount (Wat Saket) for sunset pictures, we climbed the stairs to the top of the temple in time to see the light reflecting off the golden chedi.
Then I saw the most inappropriately dressed tourist ever. And the monks she offended.
Before leaving, I had to get my fortune. You make a donation, shake a cup of numbered sticks, withdraw a stick and read the corresponding fortune. I get this thing about the law not being on my side every time. Hmm...
Sadly, it's our last night together with the tour group and it was time to say goodbye to everyone. We wound through China town, toured Pak Khlong Talat - the flower market, hopped a local bus to drive by the Grand Palace at night, and then on to dinner.
After dinner, we said our goodbyes at Khoasan Road - a famous backpacker street full of loud bars, junk shops, ladyboy actors, and cheap beer. Oh, and some wicked street performances. This dude is beatboxing for the dancers. That's one guy on a mic.
It was a great trip with great new friends, but it's Ang and I on our own for our five days in Ao Nang.
On the way to the border, we did see the weirdest thing on a motorbike yet - piggies.
Arriving in Bangkok, we had just enough time to zip out and check out a local temple before heading out for dinner. Deciding to visit the Golden Mount (Wat Saket) for sunset pictures, we climbed the stairs to the top of the temple in time to see the light reflecting off the golden chedi.
Then I saw the most inappropriately dressed tourist ever. And the monks she offended.
Before leaving, I had to get my fortune. You make a donation, shake a cup of numbered sticks, withdraw a stick and read the corresponding fortune. I get this thing about the law not being on my side every time. Hmm...
Sadly, it's our last night together with the tour group and it was time to say goodbye to everyone. We wound through China town, toured Pak Khlong Talat - the flower market, hopped a local bus to drive by the Grand Palace at night, and then on to dinner.
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It was a great trip with great new friends, but it's Ang and I on our own for our five days in Ao Nang.
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