Bite Me...

The assorted blahblahblahs of me. Two thumbs up y'all.

Monday, March 24, 2008

posted by crayon at 11:21 PM

Made to Measure
I love the tailors. The good ones are nice and good looking. The not so good ones also nice and good looking. I recommend tailoring your clothes at Paul's Fashion in Amari Watergate. Good quality and reasonable prices. And so value for money when you consider that Raoul charges 300+ for a shirt off the rack. And you can get all kinds of detailing done. Btw, turns out that my left arm is a good 1/2 inch shorter than my right :O Am wondering if I now qualify for handicapped parking.

The Early Bird Doesn't Necessarily Catch the Plane
First story of the trip though, is us ALMOST missing our flight. Air Asia decided to leave early. And our names were being announced via loudspeaker in the LCCT. After a mad dash to the counter, the lady was so rude to Ken. Then they macam sandiwara cerekarama acting whether to let us on board or not. Bloody hell. Leaving early is as bad as leaving late. And we weren't even late in the first place still kena attitude from them!!!

This lady was yelling on the airstrip for ken to run faster. RUN FASTER LA! LATE ALREADY STILL WANT TO MOVE SO SLOWLY. Seriously man. Drama first thing in the morning.

Pad Thai? Yes Please but Hold the Moo.
Our first meal in BKK was in the Platinum food court. 2 plates of pad thai downed. Then the next day we were supposed to visit the reclining Buddha. Somehow, we ended up whacking another two plates of Pad Thai at the nearby jetty (this was the Best. One. Ever). Never made it to see the Buddha =D. Mmmm love pad thai.

2 Tickets for the Family Show Please. Oh mai gawd.
Us: Just to make sure, what show is this yeah?
Boss: Family Show
Us: *!!!!* No ping pong?!
Boss: GOT! Got ping pong, banana, balloon, blades, darts, candle, coca cola...whatever also got.

I have to say, I found it rather boring. 10 point 10 for music selection though! They would alternate between Thai dangdut and power love ballads ala Celine Dion's My heart will go on. It's h i l a r i o u s. And Ken touched a bottle cap that came flying from............the abyss. The "menu" for the ping pong show was SO FUNNY. Pussy write letter. Pussy smoke. Danger Pussy. Omg I'm still cracking up about it. Hahaha

Foreign Relations: Stupid Farang Edition
Miscommunication with the taxi driver ended up with us on the way to some godforsaken Wat Saket (which was a dumping ground for 60k PLAGUE victims and doubles up as the city's crematorium) instead of Amari Watergate hotel. A 50 baht taxi ride turned out to be a 180 baht trip around the city. Lol.

In a separate incident, we were having supper by the roadside and Ken went to order:-

Ken: Egg? Mix mix egg? *does mixing gesture*
Thai Cook: Omelette?

Wahahahahaha stupid farang.

We'll just be having dessert today. Thank you very much.
We got all dressed up to go to Vertigo Restaurant up on Banyan Tree Hotel. At first the place was fully booked but somebody cancelled and the staff told us that today was our LUCKY DAY! So up we went and oh my god the view was amazing! We got a fantastic table as well. The wait staff handed us the menu and oh my god the PRICES were AMAZING!! Cheapest main was 1200 baht (grilled chicken).

We opted for dessert instead. Hahaha. But really, that view is to die for. And I recommend ordering the Moon Romance cocktail. That is really good and delicious.

Can't Touch This
I got felt up on Sukhumvit by a middle eastern man. @#@&#*!#&. He just brushed up against me and molested my leg. WTF. I reckon he was drunk and he actually looked like he was about to burst into tears. But Still! You no touchy touchy my legs you filthy beeetch.

~~~~~

Thai ppl are so friendly! The best part of the trip was meeting all the different kinds of ppl. Some other interesting characters we met was this Canadian Free Mason's couple at the tailors. Such nice people. Also struck up a conversation with this Argentinian film composer seated beside me on the flight back. It's these kind of random encounters that defined the trip for me. Good memories.

0 Comments:

Â« back home