We arrived in Bangkok with 5 hours to kill and so, a taxi to Mahakan Fort to see a bit of the night life was taken. It was busier on Khon San Road than Michael Klein and I thought it would be for a Monday night.
But, oh… it’s so much darker, down trodden, depressing, dirtier, smelly, stinkier and stench ridden than you could believe. To many sightings of local people looking and acting so dejected, passed by foreigners oblivious to what really is about them. Those passing through are not there for the experience, but to say “I’ve been there.”
I feel so sad by these new memories of the night. Almost, I’m wishing them not to be. The sooner we can go, to a quieter, calmer, real place we move onto the better it’ll be.
Soon authentic life will become about us, via a 1-hour plane ride than 5-hour bus. Into Khon Kaen we will trundle to be of how life should be.
–
1/26/2010 – Pondering what happened for a not so fun outing into Bangkok’s night life.
This post, Two Pulls in Bangkok was added to Travel on February 8, 2010.








