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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

The quest for the TukTuk driver that stole my heart (II) 

And so, after such a happening nite, so looking 4ward to a good nite's sleep. Alas, all that was destroyed by loud bangings in the door. Bloody hell, it's 7.30am and those crazy mofos are banging at our doors. They seek pleasure in disturbing people still snoozing. Last year, lesser people went for the trip, and so, not once did anyone knocked on our bloody door for 3 whole days. Suckas. To top it all off, those same mofos called our line. Smelly Vag. Both me and the sidekick were too gonked out to even do anytin. And so we slept, till abt 9 coz we wanted to catch the free breakfast. Major disappointment that one. Upon reaching, there were few people left, and food were still quite a lot. Too bad no more eggs, and the rest were juz akons, i mean beacons. Aiyayai. Pork here, pork there, ham here, ham there. And so i settled for a sumptious breakfast of toast n jam n butter. Marvellicious. My ass.

As soon as that was done, went back up, instead of following the crowd who went straight out after breakfast for shopping (and i found out they reached Pratunam way too early coz shops werent even open yet. serve them rite for trying to knock down my door, suckas!). In my room, only then i continued with my sumptious breakfast of myojo mee soto cup noodle, all the way from motherland. The sidekick went back to sleep, that bummer. I had the perfect roommate. The other colleague, Mister Gaylord himself, bunked in our room, persuading us to go out early, and ended up sleeping too on the same bed as the sleeping dude.

Eventually we got our asses up at abt 1 and prepared to go out abt 2. Feeling like a regular visitor there, so take our own sweet time. Moreover, remember the mantra, it's a $5 trip. Took the underground station, which was wayy to similar to the outram train station so i felt like i was heading to work. Geez. And they dont have like our green ezlink cards. They use a much cooler casino token look-alike. The instruction when buying the 'token' (the ticketing are similar to ours) read 1. select destination 2. insert coins 3. exchange token for a card at counter.

And so we did in tat order. Coz we were expectin a card for us to tap our way thru. At the counter, the dude gave us baht in exchange for the tokens and we said nooooooooo. We wana ride da train mister. And he said the security dude over the other side will show us. And we actually used the token to tap our way thru. Hah. Juz when we tot we'd keep the token when we alight, discovered that at the exit, u need to INSERT the token in the slot, instead of tapping. Ahhh. So desne.

First stop was Siam discovery centre. Concentrated mainly in that area. Went to bookstore to check out any Playbaht mags. More of high end stuffs here, like an adidas boutique, converse, quicksilver, and what nots. Again, like last year got meself ORIGINAL levis which was cheap there at the boutique. 505s for like $60. Late late lunch was at the so-called food court wif a twist. Their deco very the nice, all white n red, super dope. Furniture as if philippe starck was at work here. And get this, there was a dj spinning his shit while we were eating. He looked kinda lonely tho in his console way up there, no one swaying to his beats as they were too busy tucking in their pork mee i guess. This was definitely a great idea for those on a budget, but yet wanna go clubbing. Come here, eat, then dance awayyyy. So if u goin bkk and on a tight budget, seriously consider my idea n u can thank me laytah.

Next we attacked MBK. Nothing much to get here as the damage has already been done with some tees and jeans. So had dinner at Black Canyon Coffee, and my silly mates couldnt resist the local delicatseen of fried pork sausages. Those buggas. Swine.

After much shopping, n contemplating of chilling at Starbaht, we eventually went back home, i mean hotel. Grinning from ear to ear with my loot. More shopping to be done amigoes. This time, i shall sleep wif my door open so then, they cant possbily break down my door rite??
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