Back to Bangkok

We ended a sun-filled five weeks circling back to Bangkok. We were low on money, energy and clean clothes.  Which is why we stayed in a hotel on the Khao San Road and strayed not too far from it on our last 1.5 days.  It had everything we wanted--cheap souvenirs, beer and noodles.  I even revisited my favourite little cafe, Moka, on one meandering side street or another.          

                                         

Nick and I did a bit more exploration, whilst Jon napped the day away.  I think he was overwhelmed with the heat and the city and the impending home after such an extended time away.  

 I must admit that it was slightly overwhelming to be in such a buzzy space again.  But it was also comforting to be one in a melee of anonymity.  I'm pretty happy as a city dweller. So we wandered, taking notice of all things Bangkoky.

Nick and I had one final Thai massage before we made our way back to find Jon for a last meal.  

And thus, our time in Thailand ended quietly. The country, its beaches and cities defied my expectations in every way.  I mean, the stereotype of drunken western backpackers does exist.  And Thailand is well on the tourist path.  But it's also easy to avoid the chaos and dimly lit seedy tourism.  I loved just about every second of our trip and i'd definitely go back.  

And to anyone skeptical, ask me.  I'll try to convince you.