Bangkok

The flight over to Bangkok was not too bad. It took a little over 1.5 hours. The tour that we are going with is rather large, 55 people. Most of them are Vietnamese with 2 white girls, 1 of them being Amanda. I swear, Viet people have no sense of lines, or saved seats. Getting on the plane was a mess, everyone trying to skip everyone else, even though there's assigned seats. So you think. Once on the plane I quickly realized that everyone was sitting anywhere but their actual seats in order to sit close to family members or friends. Some lady was sitting in Ho's and Amanda's seats. She offered to trade her seats to them. One in the back of the plane, the other half way up. "But I have a son...". Ho was like, "I have a wife, and those are my seats, so get out."

First night in Bangkok, they took us to the lamest crocodile farm. Our only hope was that someone would get their arm/head bit off, but that was not to be. We checked into the hotel and decided to get Thai oil massages across the street. It was 400 Baht for 1 hour, which is about $12. I swear, those ladies have thumbs of steel. Ho managed to get some bruises on his legs from the massage.

We saw the Grand Palace the next day. It was very large and very gold. Ho and I have seen it before, so it was nothing special to us. We bailed out of the tour the rest of the day and headed off on our own. We walked down to the river and booked a long boat for a tour of the canals. We negotiated a price of 300 Baht (~$9) each for a 1.5 hour tour. It was interesting, but not the coolest things I have seen. We wondered the streets for a little bit and did a little bit of shopping. I'm stocking up on fake sunglasses where I can and Anny is always looking for cheap clothing.


We asked for directions and went to see a Muay Thai fight. The stadium that was hosting the fights that night was Lumpini Stadium. We went to get some tickets and they suggested the ringside ones because they were a lot safer because of the extra security against pickpockets and fights. Not knowing any better, we forked over 2000 Baht ($61) each for the fights. Once we got there, we realized that we could have gotten seats in the 2nd class seats and been fine. Damn, we got ripped off. We could have saved $15, bastards.

Next stop Pattaya, "The Extreme City".