Bangkok - Sunday

Thanks to our early night, we were able to rise at about 8am, breakfast at the hotel and arrive at our first tourist destination Chatuchak Weekend Market via MRT by 10am.

Breakfast

Funny sign

JJ market (abbreviated from alternative spelling Jatujak) is HUGE. Over 8000 shops and stalls, selling almost anything you could possibly think of, separated into several sections. The whole place was a hustling, bustling haggler's paradise, and I bought plenty of things to bring home for people, as well as a couple of bits and pieces for myself. After a few hours walking around, we lunched on paella which was prepared in a massive pan by a very skilled chef so that people could watch. I also had a much needed refreshing fruit/yoghurt smoothie type drink which was delicious. They love putting yoghurt in their drinks here, and I love the texture it creates. We soldiered on in the sweltering heat of the marketplace for another hour after lunch before waving the sweaty white shirt of surrender to the scorchio weather and retreating back into the MRT.

Another funny sign

So many clothes!

Paella man

Manly lunchtime drink

On a whim, we decided not to go straight back to the hotel and shower yet, so that we could visit the Thailand Cultural Centre MRT station and see what was so cultural about it. Turns out, not much! We wandered about and found a shopping mall that seems to have opened but forgotten to install many actual shops, creating a very bright white place with no apparent purpose. However, the toilets were very nice, so it wasn't a total loss. After that we crossed the road to the shopping mall opposite which actually had shops in it. Here we treated ourselves to small chocolate covered doughnuts on a stick before wandering back out and into a street market. We looked, but not with much enthusiasm - we were all marketed out by this stage, so we headed to the MRT station. On the way in, we noticed a sign for a supposedly spectacular, free stage show which plays in the area every evening, called Siam Niramit. I took the details and checked it out back at the hotel, and we decided to go, based on the excellent reviews from almost everyone who has seen it.

We took the MRT back to Thailand Cultural Centre, and waited for the free shuttle bus to transport us to the theatre. On the bus we got talking to a fellow theatre-goer about the show, and I asked him how they afford to put on such a lavish show for free every night. He chuckled and said it wasn't free, only the shuttle bus was. I hope I'm not the only one to have made this mistake. So we arrived, and we decided to go anyway despite the expense, and the tickets with buffet dinner included were 1850 Baht, approximately £35. The buffet certainly didn't disappoint and had a huge range of food, from traditional Thai dishes including a delicious red curry, to roast chicken and chips, with a whole lot more in between. Unfortunately as we had arrived a little late we couldn't eat as much as we wanted to, but we still had plenty. We also missed the elephant rides and a handful of other activities and things that happen in the 3 hours preceding the start of the show. But never mind.

After taking our seats in the 3000 seater auditorium and standing for the national anthem, we settled in and enjoyed the show, which focussed around the origins of Thailand, and how the country was formed. This was all expressed through text on a screen, music, mime and dance. The drummers at the beginning were especially good. The stage was huge, and is apparently one of the biggest in the world. The scene changes were incredibly smooth and unnoticeable. Halfway through the first part, sprinklers were used on the stage to simulate the monsoon, and only at that moment did we notice that the front of the stage was made of water, forming a kind of river separating the crowd and performers. A performer then jumped into it and sank completely out of sight before resurfacing, so it was definitely deep.

Then something amazing happened. After the first 40 minutes there was a comedic musical interlude, where a conductor came onto the stage and introduced 7 other musicians, each holding a wooden musical instrument a bit like an abacus, that they shook vigorously to make a note. This meant there was one note missing, so the spotlight searched around the stage and up in the rafters before moving onto the crowd and settling on..

Yep

So I was lead to the stage of this 3000 seater theatre with hundreds or thousands of people watching me, on slightly wobbly legs if I'm being honest! The conductor and I made the Thai greeting to each other and I was given the 8th 'rattler' and told to stand on the end of the line of performers. My first attempt at rattling wasn't brilliant, but got a laugh, and my second attempt was much better and I got a cheer from the crowd :D Then the conductor started pointing to each musician in turn, prompting them to play their notes in a musical tune. I waited on tenterhooks until finally he pointed at me for the last note of the piece, which actually sounded ok! Next, the conductor pretended to kick a musician out of the group and replaced him with me, and I played a much bigger part in the next piece, acquitting myself well. We did one more piece and the I went to the front of the stage to bow to the crowd and to the conductor, the latter of which gave me a cool Siam Niramit scarf. that I wore proudly through the rest of the show and after leaving the auditorium.

 

Bangkok - Saturday

Pearl arranged us a taxi to Kuala Lumpur International Airport which would pick us up at 8am so that we could make our 11:30am flight. Normally this would've been fine, but we had been out partying at the Butter Factory nightclub until the wee hours, and we were shattered! Anyway we got the flight without incident and made our bleary-eyed way into Bangkok.

We booked a taxi driver to take us to our hotel, and after nearly being dropped off at the wrong place a couple of times, we were redirected by some very friendly Thais at found our home for the next two nights, Ratchada 17 Place. The place has a swimming pool with clear glass sides which I liked the look of, although I never swam in it. There was also a pool table and restaurant. The room was startlingly good, very spacious with two beds and a table and chairs, clean ensuite, free water in the fridge, and best of all a balcony with a cracking view of the sprawling metropolis that makes up a large portion of the city.

After settling in and spreading the contents of our suitcases around the room a bit, as well as an obligatory shower, we set off to explore the local area. We found lots of 'street food' carts, the ubiquitous food vendors of Bangkok, as well as much of Southeast Asia. Then with the help of a little map on a scrap of paper we were given by the hotel, we searched for and eventually found the nearest underground train station (MRT); Sutthisan. We bought railcards and then had a self-congratulatory meal at a very peculiar restaurant, called Peking.. something.

The peculiarity of the place was mostly thanks to the serving staff, who were numerous despite the complete lack of customers (yeah we know, don't go to an empty restaurant.. What can I say, we were intrigued). We were immediately shown to a table and swamped by around four of them, who handed us menus and then stood by our table expectantly waiting for us to order, which was a bit disconcerting. I sent them off to get drinks which bought us enough time to decide on our food; pork dumplings for Andy, Kuey Teow for me (I think). These were brought out one at a time, meaning I had almost finished by the time Andy's food arrived. We thought this was odd, but it quickly became clear throughout the week that this is fairly normal practice in restaurants. The waitresses then watched us eat, thankfully from across the room rather than at the end of the table. After that, we decided to cut and run and just put the whole experience down as one to laugh about afterwards.

Further down the road from the MRT station, back towards our hotel, were a couple of points of interest; firstly Mansion 7, which is a kind of spooky, haunted house theme bar, and another bar called Poseidon. I understand that there are some very friendly people working there, but we didn't go in. We passed a similar bar called Copa Cabana on the way home too. Back at the hotel we chatted to some people by the pool and played a bit of ping pong before going to our room to crash.

 

Malaysia - Friday

Our last full day in Malaysia. Most of the day was dedicated to packing up our stuff, which we had expertly scattered around our room, although we did find time to grab breakfast at Dr Cafe. By the time Pearl arrived to pick us up, we were packed and ready to go the next day.

Pearl took us back to hers, where her mum cooked us a wonderful English-style roast dinner, with loads of roast potatoes! The reasoning was it might be the last western food we will see for a while. It was a very kind and thoughtful gesture, and the food was scrumptious.

A few hours later, we headed out for one last clubbing session, to a place called The Butter Factory. The place had good music and a really good buzz about it, and we had a wicked night, aided and abetted by the Grey Goose and Jägermeister. On the way home, we got some excellent Chinese food, before bidding Pearl, Tucky and Michael a very fond farewell at our hotel door. Very much looking forward to seeing them again soon! Here's my snaps from the night:

 

Malaysia - Thursday

On this day, we had a bit of a lie in before getting a lift with Tucky to the train station for our first ride on KL's transport system. They use tokens instead of tickets, but apart from that it is much the same as most other metro systems I've seen.

We went to a shopping mall in central KL which contains a theme park, which we went to see after getting lunch at a Chinese place on the street outside. There was a huge indoor roller coaster which looked like it had been designed by a maniac with a piece of paper and an orange crayon, it looked utterly terrifying! So we went to try some archery. Andy was obviously a natural, pinging off a bullseye with his first shot. I was less accurate, missing the target entirely several times. But no matter, we had a laugh.

Next up was a quick round of bowling, despite the best efforts of the determinedly unhelpful staff. Andy won again, though narrowly, but the best highlight by far was when Tucky wound up for a power bowl and accidentally threw the ball backwards.

After that it was time to head back, so we went to the station and managed to squeeze ourselves into a rush hour commuter train on the second attempt. I wanted to take a photo, but I literally couldn't move, it was the tightest packed train I've ever been on, including London Moorgate rush hour. Fortunately we were only on it for one stop before changing to a less crowded train.

From the train station, we drove to Pearl's boyfriend Andy's place for dinner. He knocked us up a delicious pasta and bacon dish, and all the plates were clean afterwards. I asked him what his trick was, he said "lots of bacon". Can't argue with that!

After leaving Pearl and Andy, Tucky came back to our hotel and we chilled for a bit before he left for home and we went to sleep.