Forget it, Jake. It’s Chinatown
Inspired by our visit to the weekend market at Chattachuk we decided to spend our last full day in Bangkok in Chinatown and it’s sprawling maze of stalls and shops.
It took us about an hour to reach The outskirts of Chinatown. Our first clues were the red lanterns and Chinese writing on businesses. We were close!
What we found were garages and musical instrument shops but no markets. Where were they? Bitterly disappointed we went into a shop and got some cool drinks. As we were strategising on where to go next Karen noticed a pile of people waddle past with shopping bags… The hunt was back on!
Sure enough, round the corner was the beginning of the markets. They are more plastic crap stalls now rather than Chinese crafts but it was still buzzing with excitement.
We saw all sorts of knick knacks and weird items such as packets of 3 (yes 3!) flip flops, industrial packs of nail clippers, and squirt guns made from plastic bottles. Added to that the constant dodging of the delivery mopeds it was quite entertaining.
After a few hours we got back to the hotel and went for a great ( and cheap) dinner in a small place called White Connor. The food was tasty and the decorations were a bit random but it was the best food we had in Thailand.
It would be an early and nervy start tomorrow so we declined to go on the razz and sensibly got to bed early.
Tomorrow we would be faced with the daunting task of getting into Cambodia via the dodgy Poipet crossing.