Hello again

It's funny how fast we develop relationships to places we visit and return to again. As my plane was descending into the Bangkok airport after my trip to Taiwan I felt a bit like coming home. Well, not home home, but like returning to my homebase, a city I know, where I am not a completely new stranger. I knew where I had to go, was familiar with the immigration process and didn't have to look around anxiously for a possibility to get into town. As I neglected the offers from the annoying cab drivers for an overpriced ride downtown and went directly to the cheap public bus while offering advise to newly arrived backpackers, I remembered the feeling I had when I arrived here just about 3 and a half weeks earlier - a mix of curiosity, thirst for adventure, uncertainty and yes I admit it, a bit of fear. But this time, I only felt tired and was looking forward to get to the familiar hostel in order to get some sleep.

Democracy monumentLumpini park

I spent the next day in Bangkok by wandering around familiar streets, chatting with fellow travellers, visiting the famous weekend market where everyting is sold from meat, fruits, bags, shoes, clothes, jewelry, .... . I completely lost my orientation (the place is huge) and gave in once again into my guilty pleasure for cheap shopping opportunities.

MBK - one of the many shopping centers

I chose to stay in Bangkok for 3 days not only in order to get some rest, but also because my friend Verena was once again flying into town and so I took the opportunity to meet up with her and spend awesome 24 hours together. The time was flying by as we where acquiring more great stuff at the night market, ran away from big fat rats in panic, desperately searched for passion fruits and enjoyed a great aroma massage. And before I knew it, I was once again boarding the trian to Southern Thailand for my next destination.


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