Thailand, Thailand, Wonderful bhai and girl land.
The traffic in Bangkok is terrible - maybe the worst in the world. On an afternoon when I decided to leave the conference center to go back to the hotel, I tried in vain to flag down a taxi. Eventually, this man on a scooter (there are a lot) stopped and asked, "Where you going?" Me: "Nope. I'm going to wait for a taxi." Young Thai man: "No. Where you going?" Me: "Like I said, I'm going to wait for a taxi." The young man looks around, turns to me and gestures, "But... traffic!" He had a good point... so I hopped on the back of the scooter and we weaved in and out of the traffic and reached the hotel in five mintues. Maybe not the smartest thing to do, but I was glad to be at the hotel sooner, that's for sure. Strange enough, this is not the first time that I've hopped on the back of a Thai person's scooter. I'll save the other story for another blog.
I discovered this beautiful palace at the Royal Plaza by accident. One morning, while Luke was busy with the conference, I decided to go see parts of Bangkok on my own. I set out to find the Cloth Museum, which turned out to be right next to a number of really cool museums and this gorgeous building. I didn't actually get to go inside of this building, though because I couldn't figure out to get a ticket for it.
On my morning out, I also saw the The Ananda Samakhom Throne Hall (pictured) and the Vimanmek Mansion Museum, the largest mansion made of teak wood. However, I soon realized that touring in a city where I don't know the language except to say "Hi" (which I can say very well, if I do say so) is not terribly fun. So I decided to return to the conference center and proceded to fall asleep on the couch.















