
Despite our (really quite drastic) lack of sleep and the hot and humid March weather we ventured out on to the notorious Khao San Road...
lined with cafes blaring out music, market traders, fairy lights and smells - not to mention tuk tuks, taxis and a variety of odd looking travellers. Frustratingly we soon discovered our backpacking gismos and gadgets could be bought for a fraction of the price... handy hint right there folks. Spent the first couple of days mouching about finding our feet in the bright lights of the big city and sampling what Bangkok had to offer. Top two had to be Chattuchat market - which, as the view from the skytrain showed, was HUGE, and beeing duped by a network of crafty tuk tukkers/ seemingly helpful and incrediably conincidental passers by. After an hours tour of 'temples' freqiuently punctated with convientinetly located shops/ travel agents, a hazy memory of the hostel's numerous signs warning agains such 'organised crime', came flooding back...
Though the travel agents tantrum when we decided to stop and think about the proposed itinary that he'd provided ("you are not princeses ...too young and inexperienced..) was rather amusing...we are yet to see the actual temples that are Bangkok's crowning glories...will keep you posted - it was time to leave.
so spur of the moment...perhaps a little faffing involved.. we found ourselves on our first of many coach rides; a bus to Kanchanaburi.
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