Before traveling to Bangkok I had heard I would either love it or hate it. My brief stay here has led me to the general conclusion that I like it. I don’t love it, though I certainly could see living here for a few years, as it feels strangely similar to New York, as I write I’m in Lumphini Park, which could easily be central park if you took away the palm trees and water monsters. It’s another big city, and aside from the oppressive heat, it really feels like home. Siam center in basically Beverly Hills indoors. And when I lived in Brooklyn and Pasadena much time was spent in neighborhoods where English was non existent and ordering was based on pointing. Food wise, Bangkok does not disappoint, from cheap street meals to local jaunts for fried chicken (Soi Polo fried chicken) to Pad Thai (Thip Samai), nearly everything we’ve eaten has been delicious, and for the most part ridiculously cheap-fried chicken, papaya salad and rice for two: $4.50. The benefit of our incessant food tourism has been two fold, first, we’ve eaten fantastically, and cond our wanderings in search of perfect pad thai has brought us through nearly every neighborhood in Bangkok. Plus, It’s hard to imagine being food homesick here, though it’s reassuring to know if I really needed a wood fired pizza, I could get one. Though Bangkok to many merely represents westernization, and therefore holds little interest, It is admittedly a nice to feel at home for a few days, to go to the movies (in a nicer theater than I’ve ever been in before), pick up necessities, and easily navigate public transport, in high air conditioned fashion. There are of course, things I don’t like about Bangkok, just like any major metropolitan city, and to be honest Khao San is pretty gross, but overall it’s an easy way to ease into south east asia. Plus anywhere that can feed me this well, for this cheap, will always win in my book.
Today we head to the airport, for a week in Burma!
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From Mumbai to Bangkok
I said goodbye to India, at three in the morning this past Sunday. Now, in Bangkok I’ve been asked, by several fellow travelers what I thought of India. Now that I’ve had some time to process my time in India, I thought I might share my overall impressions here.
A Taste of Luxury in Mumbai
As I write, I am sitting, watching the sunset high over Juhu beach, sipping a gin and tonic, and indulging in canapés, to be followed by a glass of Chilean wine and dessert. All of this complementary. I’m in the executive lounge of Mumbai’s JW Marriot. A gift, for I on my meager backpackers budget could never afford such absurd luxuries. I am alone, and yet they’ve upgraded me to a suite, with 850 square feet, its far larger than any apartment I’ve ever lived in. I hardly know what to do with myself. I had forgotten what it felt like to be in a temperature controlled room with plush linens, a rain shower, fruit basket, free bottled water, and not a single bug in sight. When I walked in, I literally emitted something near a squeal. I’ve been giddy all day. It all feels so luxurious it’s borderline ridiculous. And I intend on enjoying every last minute of it. Which includes making an active effort to utilize the sitting room and second bathroom, lest they go to waste. But I suppose thats what $10/night guesthouses will do to a person. Sure, it’s a bit stuffy and aside from a few families with young kids I’m easily one of the few guests under 60, rolling up in an airport taxi instead of the usual Mercedes town car. But I would be lying if I said I didn’t care for luxury, the truth is while I love quaint guesthouses, love how you feel part of a small family, I am, a self proclaimed hotel-whore. I love absurdly luxurious hotels, and make a point of splurging every chance I get. And after sweating for six weeks, I think it’s about time.
Last Days in Southern India
I didn’t know it was possible to sweat this much. It was less than a kilometer from my guesthouse to the ferry terminal, and yet, I look like I had decided to sprint the entire way. If it were possible to have %150 humidity, this is probably what it would feel like. On the upside, my skin should look fantastic! Though right now it mostly looks red. Continue reading



