I don't think I have ever heard a bad thing about Bangkok, but it still seems to emit ideas of total chaos and overwhelming haste. It was weird to be back in what felt like an actual city with tall skyscrapers and stop-start traffic. Sure, there was still a culture shock, countless cables hanging above pavements and precariously placed air conditioning units, but it felt like London. I liked it a lot more than I thought I would! One of the first things I noticed was that, in Thailand, they drive on the left. This might not seem weird for a British person but, for a person that has spent two and a half months in Vietnam and Cambodia, it was weird. They also don't honk their horns as much.
First of all, we checked into our hostel (Flying Cow). It was cute and quaint, but the beds weren't the comfiest, there was a serious problem with mosquitos and the room's curtain made me worry about security. That said, we had got what we paid for and we were still happy. The wifi was good, the people sharing the room were cool and the location wasn't bad. Plus, in the nearby river, you could see komodo dragons! For dinner, we found a place called Jade's House. It was just down the road and well suited to westerners. That said, I thought it would be a good idea to try Pad Thai - a local's favourite. As it turned out, I didn't like it very much.
Next, we headed out to Khao San Road to see what it was really like. It's safe to say that Bangkok no longer seemed like London. Scorpions and other insects were sold to willing westerners, knock off clothing was sold at make shift markets and beer was sold at 20 Baht (about 45p) a bottle. We had a drink at a place called Roof Bar for it's live music and the balcony view of the road below, but it was a bit more expensive than other places.
The next day started with breakfast at Sawasdee Terrace. The food was great and it kept our bellies full until dinnertime. The first place that we wanted to see that day was the Grand Palace, but a man standing nearby told us that we would need our passports to go in (which we didn't have). He also told us that we should come back in an hour and we should spend that hour doing one of his tours (which we weren’t going to do). So instead, we continued with the day we had planned, only now we were starting with Wat Pho.