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My Romace With King Bhumibol And his Denizens... Episode Papat

Ahah. Here is i, returning with more of my adventures n escapades in his Highness' Kingdom Come. Probably the long awaited, with bated-breath the final installment of my peace-keeping mission to Bangkawk.

And so it's now Sunday, my third day in this land of smiles and laughters peace n joy. The nite before got back to the hotel 3ish 4ish. Today shiok. Got to wake up late. Had no early birds plan as it was the typical lazy sunday. For Bhumi's sake, im on vacation here, i deserve my rest and waking up late at least one of the days. By late, woke up ard 10am BKK timezone. Realized the backpack buddy is already up too, watching soccer. Crazy fella eat sleep live for soccer. Indulged in an all too familiar affair, channel-surfing (you need loadsa passion to take up such a sport). Had breakfast in bed (the hotel has the best Ice Ovaltine ever man, drink and u'd have to chop off ur left leg, tat sweet guys), and evetually the meeting was set at 2pm for another round of hardcore shopping at the Chatuchak Shopping Arcade.

Sadly, our trip started off badly. Upon arriving, of all things that could have happened, our fellow Jackass stuntman, Mr A to the Z man, got caught for littering. Absurd rite when there's like tonnes n tonned of people there, and not exactly an air-con place but normal streets, and u can catch people for littering?
It started off like this, upon reaching the entrance, i saw this black totebag that caught my eye (which my bro kirim me to get). So the fearsome foursome all went up the stall, and i was haggling the price (yeayea, it was juz S$4, but hey, I was honing my jedi skills lah, You shall give it to me at 100baht, and waves my hand). So they said they'd walk up ahead. After getting my loot, (he certainly wasnt impressed with my jedi hand waving thingy, to no avail) , i wasnt looking up for them, and i noticed a 'police officer?(their police look cool, in tight long sleeved uniforms, very the mod/The Police Academy movie kinda thing) and walking in my direction and the rest of em behind him. He was signalling to them to follow him. I was like, ape ni? Gila ke? Then i realised ze gestapo, i mean police officer, saw Mr A to the Z flicking his ciggie butt or sumtin lah. Pretty absurd lah the whole situasi. Obviously they were already targetting certain people who look like foreigners and waiting to ambush even if their sweat dropped onto the floor and book them for littering.

Was given a quick run-thru of the country's (f)laws, and juz gave him the 2000baht to make him shut-up lah. Apparently, 2000baht can settle a lot of offences over there. So the shopping bonanza started off badly, but for me, it ended damn swell. At 7pm, with my armpits all sweating, leg hair all moist, a small bag that was bulging (the bag i mean), and plastic bags here there evrywhere. Azman Kap was already wiping his sweat with a white rewang-kinda hanky, looking like he came out from some void deck wedding. The rest juz flushed red n tired. I was hoping for more shopping! My loot is listed as below :

1. a pair of white vans sneakers
2. 2 tote bags (for 2 brothers)
3. slipper
4. a tote bag for the missus (which now, has become some trendy shit here in Singapour coz ive seen it evrywhere, shit hate it when it happens)
5. a pair of brown corduroys
6. 12 tee shirts

Juz enough to set up my own empayar business. During the shopping escapade, we broke up into 2 grps. I was paired up with the Agent Yun (naturally) and first one to get all the clues wins the baby elephant. In the midst of it all, towards the end of the race, i lost my partner, but being the season traveller me (cedebah) i managed to get out alive.

After a much productive sunday shopping day, finally, after oh so long, managed to get REAL Proper HALAL Food! Oh my goodness, was so happy when i saw at the entrance of the shop ayats hung here n there n the oh-so-powderful halal sign hung out. Told myself i was going to pig out (how ironic) and eat like there's no tomorrow (if there weren't no tomorrow then, how'd i write this now. Think abt it...) It was located somewhat near the Patpong area, tho luckily this time round we took a cab and decided against walking as tat would like have taken us approximately 1000minutes. Yea tats rite.

Can remember wat i ate tho. Oh yea, FRIED RICE again. I was quite uncertain abt my decision, after my previous encounter with the Golden Mile fried rice. But, hot damn woman, it was SAUSAGE FRIED RICE! I was thirsty for some meat, and so i took a gamble here, which luckily paid off. We even went the ol skool economical way of eating simple stuffs like telur dadar, which was ranchalicious. Drank their version of Happy soda, which didnt make me happy at all. After much eating and cajoling (wateva tat means), we made our way back to the hotel. No talks of any other late night outings.

Upon reaching, yea, it was fashion-models-parading-on-the-runway time. The two models, the killersherpa duo, parading in their shopping glory. From shoes to jeans to loadsa tees. We were really shopping whores man. Wrapped up the nite watching the re-run of the liverpool match on tv and more Whatever things. haha.

As it was the 2nd last nite of my time in bkk, decided, hey, im not gona sleep tat early leh. Needed to do some exploring downstairs as i saw one of the stalls really had an extensive pi ra ted cds. And so after talking to My Precious a lil while, and the Agent Yun has fallen to Satan's evil spell tellin him to sleep, i went downstairs. Took a gamble here by bringing with me the card key to the hotel, thus the electricity would be shut off. Was really hoping tat The Agent did not wake up sweating n all. Went down, in my shorts n JI PE tshirt, exactly like how'd i wear to go down to the mama shop to buy sugar or cili kering or udang kering. Walked ard, to the nearby 7-11 to buy the really sweet cut left leg milo and browsed thru the thousands of cds they had. Got meself excellent stuffs from Interpol, Kings of Leon, Ladytron and Gwen. Saw fellow brothers and sisters backpackers lazing ard havin beer at the open pubs, slacking ard, and here i was trying to evade much dogs and zooming tuktuks. After soaking up of the Khao San atmos, sigh, finally decided to go back home, i mean hotel. Such a nice place. If only there were lesser dogs, and more halal foods, and i not doing my NS, i'd gone back wif dreadlocks i tell ya. Rasta man. Jamaicathailand man.

Reached the hotel, where i saw some negros gettin fresh with the waitressess downstairs. The fellow partner is still sound asleep, didnt move an inch from his previous position. This guy like asleep earlier while watchin futbol with his glasses on. Tsk tsk. Relaxed for a while, chilled, listen to music, shit and bath. And then it was back to bed. Tomorow is a brand new day.

Oh well, another installment of my escapades again i guess.... enjoy da pics yo.



deejay dave



i take great pictures, do i not?



murder on the dance floor



the crazee americano kids dancing like Bill & Ted as the Priestess Qza watches in dismay.



reaching for those snow flakes


The writer in yellow doing a wolverine impersonation. Bad one that is.



the latest craze, Agent Yun doing the robot. Jackson would have been proud.