Day 13 – Wednesday 2nd November 2005

Off to Bangkok today, so we were out at Brekkie very early so that the sun worshippers could get their last fix.


And there they are!

Me? I read the paper, did the Sudoku (30 mins, ugh!) and typed a bit of the blog to the laptop before finalising the packing.

Took some last minute random photos before we left as well:

The pool. Luvly indeed .


Bit of trekking action.


Bit of chatt0r action.

The taxi journey down was okay, Hym0rs and Fi read the blog up to this point here, so all is well there too. Arrived at the Sofitel – AAAAAAAHHHH!!! Luxury! Superb place. Loving it. Just the best hotel ever.


A view from the 19th floor during the day.


A view from the 19th floor at night!

The plan is, to go out to the Chinese that we went to twice last year, and then get a taxi to Suan Loom Night Bazaar to get some bargains. After a shower/change we arranged to meet Hym0rs and Fi in the lobby, Hym0rs has a story for us on our arrival.

We had a couple of hours to kill, so Curtis tells Hym0rs to go get the massage that he’s been after for the whole holiday (sore back) as there is time to spare. Hym0rs goes to the place right next to the hotel and asks for the Thai Massage. He’s asked to put on a robe and the flip flops but he can’t figure out how to get the flip-flops on, so he has to abandon that plan! He’s led upstairs and the girl starts to work on his lower legs, digging in a little, so Hym0rs ain’t really that relaxed, next she's working her way up his legs, giving the old Glen Johnson a pet on the way past - Hym0rs ignores this thinking that she was just manually adjusting the position.....until she asks him if he 'likes it?'.....'er, no' Hym0rs says........and on she carries.....until ......burrrrtttt.....there it is again, rub adub, dub.........this time Hym0rs opens his eyes and give's it the old 'no!' again, whilst the woman is mouthing the words '500 baht' and nodding........he couldn't get out of there quick enuff. That's the blog shortened version, i'm sure you get the idea!

It’s time to hit Silom Road in Bangkok, we walked down about as far as Pat Pong, the infamous lanes where the American Squaddies used to frequent when stationed in Bangkok during the Vietnam War. The go-go bars are still there, lining the streets along with a fairly extensive marketplace.

Before all that, we ate. We ordered too much and we didn’t get rice with the meat dishes, apart from that, it seemed alright and we were on our way to the Night Bazaar.

Just as before, the place was teeming with people and Burn and Curtis (and Hym0rs) to a lesser extent got involved in bargain purchasing.

One of the 6 million rows of shops in the Night Bazaar.

It didn’t take long before the guys sought out the food court, handed over some baht for some coupons, planked themselves down near the front of the stage and ordered up a 3 litre tower of the mighty Chang Beer. Nice!!!

The ‘enterainment’. Hmmm.


The view from behind us on the food-court.

On the 8^th day God created Chang. On the 9^th day we all suffered!!

Hym0rs needs an umbrella in his beerif he’s gonna pose like that, no?


On a brief shopping break,
the not so angry verucas return to base!

We finished our 3 litres and the girls weren’t going to be back any time soon. What did we do? Bah! Lets get another. 400 baht handed over again (about £5.50) and we have another tower. God bless the Chang Waitresses!

Chang Waitress #1.


Chang Waitress #2.


Chang Waitress #3.


Is it a stain or a shadow?

The girls returned after a while and it was time to leave this place again, no doubt in time to suffer tomorrow at the hands of the dreaded Chang hangover!! Bargains were had a plenty, although this was never in doubt. Rumble in the stomach from that Chinese though…..or is it the beers?

Okay, so all timer photos don’t go that well!