I wake up early, packed my stuff and jumped on a scooter taxi towards the bus station.
I slept the entire trip, only to wake up on a pier. Who said big buses are not comfy in Asia?
Tag: Bangkok
Marion
I was a waitress in Paris for few weeks already, in this sweet little café in the center of the city when my boss introduced me to this cute little lady who was going to be my colleague for the summer. At the end of the day I realized that “cute little lady” was not the term to employ if you want to talk about Marion. It would be more like “tiger”, “strong”, “French class” or “amazing character”. She has been my partner in crimes, my confident and my support. I was her island of peace, her no-judgmental friend. A strong relationship linked us since then and when I moved in England, she was the kind of friend I would call if I was coming back to Paris for a week end, for a coffee or a mint tea at the Parisian Mosque.
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Chinese area and Chatuchak
You can be anti or pro Facebook but when it helps you finding in Bangkok some mates that you’ve met on the way, you have to cherish this social media. A simple location post by Thierry made us realized that we could see each other one more time before they fly back home. We all wanted to go to Chatuchak, one of the biggest market in Asia. It was also the occasion for me to try to take the metro for the first time, but not on my own.
Bangkok – A story about a spider, a nipple and a river
Dear Bangkok… I didn’t miss your perfume.
But I was happy to see you again. Well, for a short amount of time…
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Bangkok – Day 2
I woke up late that day and missed Marion and Eddy so I went outside on my own for this second day in Bangkok.
First, BREAKFAST! I walked to Khao San Road, really “well” reputed for its night life full of drunk and irresponsible backpackers and its day market. I asked for a mango juice to this lady on a little stall and I delightfully took a sip of it before realizing there was crushed ice in it… You can imagine my face transforming from a stupid smile to a grimace of horror. Well that was it… It was too late…
The Wanderlust Queens Project 