Bangkok - Day 4

Saturday mid-morning we raised our weary heads only to get some sustenance. Today’s mission was to head to ICONSIAM, a fairly new development along the Chao Phraya River, including a massive luxury shopping centre and the tallest building in Thailand.

The opulence was a stark contrast to the little restaurant that we had lunch at. It may not have had five-star decor, or no star decor, but the local cuisine of chicken and holy basil and crispy pork fried rice was tasty. Ped dtae waa aroi mak mak (spicy but very tasty). And only $5. 50 for both dishes.

After a short pitstop at the hotel, we were off again, taking the BTS from Saint Louis to Sala Daeng. Now the mission was to choose a massage parlour. There were three in a row. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, we choose that one. This time, there was no agony; well, only a little bit. I can never relax enough for the masseuse to do the back twist and they end up giving up.

After the thousands of steps that we had walked over the past couple of days, a full body massage was what the doctor ordered. It also allowed us to mosey home, stopping by the 7-Eleven for the obligatory treats to take home. That is after Jason went shopping for an over-the-shoulder bag. He set his eyes on one and commenced the bartering process. Back and forth numbers flew. Ning phan hok roi baht (1600B). No, hok roi baht (600B) was the final price. But before Jason could click his heels three times and say there’s no place like home, she tried to pull a Taylor swifty and change it up for a different, lower quality version. But her techniques were no match for the shrewd shopper. Jason spotted it and quickly replaced it with the original bag. She may fool other farang bah (stupid/crazy foreigner) but not this one.Читать далее