rush of memories
mandy just sent me a collage of bangkok trip last yr..memories of happiness..joy..laughter..stress..tension..everything is coming back to me right now..when i stepped in there for the first time i felt nostalgic..reminded me of my hometown..being stuck in the traffic jam for hours..crowded streets..dirty alleys..tuktuks..non stop bargainings..open manholes..hawkers..oh well sth was certainly new..the transsexuals!..
at one of the watson's the salesGIRL who was trying some foundation on my skin, with my terror i realised it wasnt a she afterall ..a he or he-she or she-he or WATEVER!
i loved bangkok..but obviously it surprised me thinking of their knowledge of english..even after so many tourists visit bangkok every year..man i was almost on the verge of being an expert of sign language. the guides at some artist/architect's house spoke exactly the same sentences..each and every of them..i wonder if they knew any english sentences beyond that.
and as me mandy and 2 other friends were passing by some stupid junkyard kind of place at nite we were approached by some aged man in funky cloths who asked "you guys are interested in sexy shows? we have many sexy shows here..come come.
"wth!!@*&do we look like we need some sexy shows?? hello uncle what is it? some sleezy club where men strip? or what? if not ..do we look like lesbos trying to establish our rights and landed in bangkok?
anyways great food oh i loved it..and some cool places to visit..
posted by tongueofsilence @ 3:28 AM
