Bangkok started with being stranded off the bus in the middle of nowhere at 03h30. I was glad that I wasn't alone. Thai hospitality was re-defined and the wait until 06h00 was somehow, fun. Reunited, we filled out waiting time with (well, I did anyway) "Thai-styled tea" (condensed milk) at a lovely corner cafe, and massage. From the ride along the river, the many temples, the sparkles, the shouting on Khao San Road, the stalls at Chinatown, the famous quest for Hualampong, the haggling with just about everyone, the blast at the Suan Lum Night Bazaar, the drink at the top floor Millennium Hilton in well, our backpackers' clothes, Bangkok was more than memorable (huge Thank You to Weaw!). Running into the (at the time) very chilled out and very camped out protestors, running into Mickey near Siem Square, running on the "skywalks" to try to find Alice in 3D. Oh yes, and the fruit shakes.
