BKK CRAZY DAY 1

We touched down at Bangkok at around 2 PM Manila time (there's an hour difference in the time, so it was 1 PM in BKK). Suvarnabhumi Airport, when you first see its entirety, can be both impressive and daunting with its modern styled architecture. But once everything sinks in, the exterior looks like a giant, shiny durian. I realized after 15 minutes of walking around that other airports such as Chep Lap Kok Airport in Hong Kong or Changi Airport in Singapore are still more impressive and traveller friendly. But I won't complain, especially when I know how much of a wreck our local airport is.

Upon stepping onto the tube from the plane, the cameras started flashing. Our initial picture taking starting from the plane, walking a straight line until the immigration counters took about 30 minutes. I was a bit taken aback by the long lines that greeted us at Immigration. Was I in the Philippines?! Apparently, the newly opened airport still has a number of kinks to resolve. Lining up here took another 30 or so minutes. However, it was when we got our luggage that I received a bigger shock and regretted dissing the Manila Airport. First of all, my luggage was one of the last few bags to come out of the baggage carousel. In fact, I was already picturing scenarios in my head on what to do in case my bag got lost. To my credit, I did not lose my luggage (I know Pam and Mike were silently hoping that I did), however, someone did try to pry open my bag as the lock got lost and the zipper handles were broken. It will take more than long lines at the airport and broken luggage to ruin this trip for me. I promised myself that I would have a grand time in Thailand, and I'm not going to let anything rain on this occasion. On a side note, as I was nearly frantic from searching my bag, a number of women approached Mike to ask him for help on lifting their heavy luggage from the moving carousel. Pam and I observed as an old lady, a middle-aged woman, and another dubious looking woman give Mike the "helpless, single female traveller" look. Mike being the gentleman that he is, obliged to every single request, eventhough we knew that those bags were'nt exactly light. I don't know, I guess Mike has that porter look.

We checked in at the Bangkok Palace Hotel, which isn't so bad by the way (we expected worse). After a brief rest and a game to determine who gets first dibs on the bed (I won), we decided to go for a walk to Siam Paragon. We asked the hotel concierge for directions on how to get there - he said that it was within walking distance and that it would take a maximum of 20 minutes to get there on foot. I guess the concierge thought that he was talking to a group of marathon speed walkers because the trek that he guaranteed would take 20 minutes tops, took us a little less than 2 hours! However, I must say that the blame does not lie solely with the concierge for lying to us about the real distance to Siam Paragon. We stopped several times to eat, take pictures, eat again, and take more pictures. I have no regrets with walking though. Between walking and taking a cab, i'll take walking anytime. In a city like Bangkok, taking a cab should always be the last resort. To say that traffic is bad is an understatement. Also, how would you be able to explore and discover hidden treasures if you opted not to use your legs. And discover treasures we did.

We first had green mangoes by the road. Filipinos have their mango with bagoong, the Thais do it differently. The man gave us plastic baggie of mangoes along with a mixture of chili powder, sugar, salt, and other spices. The taste? Lets just say that we all had to buy bottled water after tasting it. In Thailand, even their mango is spicy. I know, I tend to exaggerate. After walking a few hundred meters, we stumbled upon their version of carinderia / hawker stalls selling traditional Thai delicacies. Pam tried what the locals called "pork salad", a hodge podge of different ingredients and flavors, with a heat level that registers high on the Richter scale. Mike was in tears as he was wolfing down pork salad wrapped in vegetables. We then quelled whatever heat was left on our tongues by having tea-flavored ice cream.

Needless to say, after our numerous stops to eat authentic Thai streetfood, conduct crazy picture taking sessions at Central World Plaza, and bicker over the distance and time we've been walking, we finally arrived at Siam Paragon Mall. We were like children let loose at a toystore. We headed straight for Siam Ocean World were we ogled and prodded the marine life. Entrance wasn't cheap, by the way, so we made the most out of our visit. We took a couple of hundred pictures, stared hard at the fish, cradled a lizard in my arms, poked a starfish, and read all the educational literature.

After Ocean World, it was time to raid the shops. I was surprised to observe how robust the shopping culture in Bangkok was. It actually reminded me of how Singaporeans and people from Hong Kong did their shopping. There were luxury brands, high-end specialty stores, and even retail outlets selling car brands like Ferrari, Bentley, and Aston Martin, no less. Pam & Mike raided the shops while I tagged along with them. Pam bought a number of underwear large enough to stage a mini fashion show, while Mike bought a book on Sudoku, which he answers whenever he's in the bathroom. We stayed in Paragon until closing time, and by then my eyes were about ready to pop out from hunger. We took a Tuk-Tuk (say it 10 times!) to Rosabieng, where in my opinion, I had the most delightful Thai meal. We had Pad Thai, Crispy Catfish, and Bagoong Rice, among others. I also had my liquid gold, my personal ambrosia - Thai Iced Tea with Milk! I told myself that if I could only choose a single Thai dish/delicacy to have during this vacation, it would have to be this drink. Luckily, it did not disappoint, it tasted exactly as I had dreamt of.

All in all, it was a blast of a first day! I'm sure the next couple of days will be much, much better.