Bangkok

We arrived in Bankok after a 14 hour flight to Tokyo, then another 7 hour connection, to sensory overload. A crowded, sprawling, noisy, dirty and smelly city. Our hotel was situated on a canal that was sort of quaint (and probably a more “authentic” part of the city) but also strewn with trash and inhabited by many stray cats and dogs. We were a little worried about our first impressions of Southeast Asia.

But . . . I think that was mostly the jet lag talking. With only 2 nights here before we flew north to Chiang Mai, we decided to make the best of it: dirt cheap (and painful) Thai massages to undo the long hours cramped in an airplane seat, exploring Wat Pho, one of the main temples in Bangkok, and a little pool time at our hotel.

Here’s a link to some more photos (wifi is slow here so it’s not easy to upload from the laptop!)

Kyle here: I’ll be a little more blunt-Bangkok is just gross; It is essentially an above ground-cesspool formed from a flow of dragon diarrhea on the Chao Phraya River that feeds dumb tourists like us.