The initial honeymoon phase of my SE Asia trip lasts 18 days, calm and pleasant from Singapore to Malaysia to Koh Lanta, Thailand. Then we hit Bangkok. Or rather, Bangkok hits us. Hard. In the face. It instantly becomes one of only two places in all my travels that I badly want to escape from and never look back.
Can’t Live With it; Can’t Live Without It
Bangkok is pretty much unavoidable as it’s the main transportation hub in SE Asia. It’s centrally located and cheap for traveling to almost anywhere else in the region. Despite our disdain for the city, J and I end up traveling through Bangkok three different times in all four directions: South from Malaysia, East to Cambodia, West to Myanmar, and finally North to Laos via Chiang Mai.

The first time around we arrive with the sole intent of obtaining a visa for Myanmar. Khao San Road in Bangkok is notorious for being full of backpackers, bars, and bogus scams. Unless you’re into that scene, most advise to get the hell out of there. J and I know this, yet we decide to stay in a hostel there anyway because it’s 5 am and we’re exhausted from just stepping off the night bus. (Hindsight: No reason is ever good enough to put up with the clusterfuck that is Khao San Road.) Immediately after check-in — sans-sleep and sans-shower — we take the express boat to the Myanmar Embassy only to find a notice on the door saying that they are closed for the next two days for some Burmese holiday. (Hindsight: We probably should’ve checked the embassy website first.) A complete wrench in our plans! J and I spend the next few hours wandering aimlessly trying to figure out our next move. We really want to go to Myanmar, but neither of us want to spend the next week in Bangkok waiting to get a visa.

The express boats in Bangkok are actually pretty cool. Easy to hop on, hop off — and one of the few transports where you don’t have to worry about being scammed.
Beware of the Kindness of Strangers
Sometimes the universe gives you exactly what you need; other times it sends you suspiciously helpful strangers on the streets of Bangkok. We encounter several of them in our short time wandering: local Thais that stop to give us completely unsolicited advice on where, when, and how we should spend the day. They are nice and we are tired. One of them manages to bamboozle us straight onto a tuk-tuk.
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