Wat Arun
Am in KL now and am too tired to care about a proper post. Here, have a couple of photo.
A small part of Wat Arun, Bangkok.
As a bonus, here’s a very fat dog we keep seeing near our hotel in Bangkok’s Chinatown. The first time I saw him, I thought he looked like a furry pig.
There are a lot of dogs wandering around Bangkok and Pattaya, and very few cats. Most of the cats we saw are collared pets or too well-fed to be strays. In fact, I think we saw more elephants than cats!
Violence in paradise
We went to Coral Island, about 45 minutes from Pattaya by speedboat. Before that, my brother went parasailing. Here are videos:
I didn’t go because my beh kia si* phase was two weeks ago when I went to Bako and did things like stand at the edge of a long drop into a pile of rocks by the sea. I looked at people being plucked off the pontoon by the wind and felt slightly nauseated. So I took photos instead.
Coral Island is so commercialised that it failed to charm me at most parts. Everyone’s selling the same items and services, but I was weak so now I have a headful of braids to show for my trip.
While wondering along the tourist trap endless row of shops, we were approached by a man with the most interesting offer we heard so far – do we fancy going to the shooting range?
Screw banana boating and jet skis. I wanna shoot something. We took a nice motorcycle ride up to the shooting range. Galvin went for the M16 while I picked the lightest Smith & Wesson because the revolver, as Wild West chic as it looks, was one heavy muthafucka.
After a few shots, we swap guns. I can’t handle the M16, but I scores 3 out of 5 on the handgun. My target is a dead piece of cardboard!
The motorcycle guys took us to see the temple, where we were allowed to wander around and photograph. Here’s another bad video to save me some explaination.
The thing that sticks with me now is “I went to Coral Island and all I did was fire a couple of guns! WIN!”
I leave you with one of the many awesome restaurant names we’ve seen in the Land of Smiles.
* do not fear death.
Thailand photoblog (Day 1 and 2)
I’d wait until I get home, but I think my parents would like to know that their kids are still alive and having a blast.
Flying to Bangkok from KL takes you back one time zone, causing one extra hour to occur on Day 1. We found that you spend that hour standing in line for Immigration checks. Here’s the very first photo shot on Thai ground – my bro Galvin, my good self, and a sneaky Garuda in the background.
You know those photos that went around of a tiger nursing a littler of piglets? I never in my wildest dreams thought we’d actually see the real deal. It’s like finding out that Coke and Mentos really does make you explode!
In any case, we’re having all sorts of fun.
Here’s a pony hoping that Galvin has food.
Meanwhile, I get this sneaky feeling that something’s behind me again.
And Ducky wants everyone to know that he is ok too!
Here, have some videos. They’re on Multiply. I wanted to put them on YouTube, but what d’ya know, YouTube’s blocked in Thailand.
A more comprehensive report will come when I get back next week!
