Bankgkok again

I flew into Bangkok from Phuket on 26th October with a view to heading over to Vietnam to meet Kev after his holiday with Laura. I only had one night in Bangkok so I booked into a lush 4 star hotel called the dream hotel which was only something stupid like US$60 per night. I had an early morning flight to Hanoi booked for the following day but that didn´t stop me going out to a few bars and getting a bit messed up.

I also re-discovered the night market which I tried to find when I was in Bangkok with Kev but got it confused with the weekend market. The night market has a massive courtyard area where locals meet up for drinks while watching premiership games on huge TV screen at each end. You can sample local beers and culenary delights for cheap as it´s more of a local meeting place than a tourist spot. The market is awash with copy gear from Tag watches, Mont Blac pens to Gucci bags and North Face rucks sacks. A lot of items are of low quality but there are some that you could tell from the real thing. I got a Tag copy for about 15 GBP which I have since spotted in a real shop and it´s almost impossible to tell them apart.

I also caught the end of the the Liverpool Chelsea game which Liverpool won 1-0. I have totally lost track of the premiership since being away and seeing a Liverpool game is a rarity so it was awesome even to catch even last 10 minutes, although the person I was with was a bit of a winghebagnonfootballlovergay. After the night market a rather bad club was frequented after an escort from the Tuk Tuk driver from hell. Seriously, this guy was nuts. He was driving like Lewis Hamilton through traffic, usgin his handbrake to do u-turns and even had the thing going sidewards at one point. He ended up being our escort for the night although he ended up dumping us at a shit hole club.

After a heavy night´s drinking, I slept through the alarm and woke up at just affter 9am - my flight was at 10.20am and it was an hour taxi ride to the airport! Shit! So, with a very very cloudy head, I had to make a logical decision. Either go back to bed and lose the flight or dash to the airport and hope it´s delayed. The latter seemed to be more logical so I was packed within 2 minutes, checked out within 5 and in a taxi within 6 asking him not to spare the horses and a healthy tip would be in it for him. I got to the airport about 10 mins late but fortufnately the flight was delayed and I even had time for a mooch around the airpoirt and a, yes very unlike me, big fat double wopper, fat coke and chips. I have to say, it was the best breakfast I´ve had in a long time.

What can I say about Bangkok? Same same I guess, it´s enterntaining and jaw droppingly engaging but only for a couple of nights.