Bangkok - Day 3

The following day, we continued our hunt, punctuating the shopping with a few Thai treats. Again, it started with a false start. We had returned to Platinum Fashion Mall to finish off the levels that we hadn’t gotten to the day before. I had to keep reminding Jason that this was a marathon not a sprint. But it wasn’t too long before the training wheels were off and the shopping machine was in full bartering mode – although we do like a fixed-priced store.

After a few more small treats from off the streets and rehydrated from some freshly juiced passionfruit, it was time for the obligatory foot massage. We took our positions and then the agony and ecstasy began. It was a rollercoaster of “why the hell am I paying for this torture” to “this feels divine”. I don’t know how the guy laying down from us could be fast asleep and snoring. They had to wake him to massage his shoulders and back after which he asked for another hour massage. My masseuse had difficulties trying to get me to relax so she could break my back, I mean do the spinal twists to realign me.

The walk and train trip home did seem much easier than earlier in the day. The BTS, an elevated rail system, has become our main form of transportation. Our hotel is located next to Saint Louis station, which made it easy to get around. Beats sitting in the Bangkok traffic or trying to barter with the tuk-tuk drivers.

We only rested for a bit and then recommenced the ongoing saga of searching for food. We needed to be fuelled up to tackle the Bangkok clubs in Soi 2. Full as a goog, we paid our 400 baht admission fee and entered the club. Our admission ticket got us two free drinks. With so much media attention on poisoning cases in Laos and Fiji, we decided to stick to Singha beer. Surely you can’t go wrong with bottled beer.

The clock chimed eleven times and it was time for the show to start. The first diva came on stage with her backup dancers and did her number. They really needed a trigger warning because she could haunt houses. Then the Thai Mariah Carey graced the stage doing a heartfelt rendition of "Without You". She was followed by a couple of other Queens, including one doing a Dua Lipa medley.

By this stage, we had already missed the last train home, and after finishing our drinks, we decided to stumble the streets home hoovering up any goodies along the way. And no drunken night out would be complete without a choccy milk and toastie from 7-Eleven. I mean I needed to get rid of the beer taste in my mouth. By the time we rolled through the doors and had showers Cinderella’s carriage had long been a pumpkin. Time for some shut eye before we do it all over again.Read more