Thursday, May 8, 2008
One Last Look
My last day living in Bangkok was a day where full stomachs and or indigestion would not stand in the way. The day started out like any other with a trip to the morning market. We bought patong ko, soy milk, and coffee from our favorite coffee vendor. I wanted to tell her we'd be gone but decided against it.
Lunch was a really excellent plate of stir fry at a nearby stand where I got to eat my favorite: pat krapao pla-meuk. After visiting this stand over and over again they finally got it right. They didn't see my face and assume I wanted it not spicy. After ages of having to plead to have my food served spicy I had all but given up. Luckily, they made me a rich and spicy krapao that was one of the best I had had in some time.
After lunch it was an unfamiliar and much taken for granted fruit vendor who served up very good pineapple and ok papaya. A walk on silom road yielded thod mun pla, miang kham, and a much enjoyed durian and sticky rice.
A trip to the market near home produced a kilo of rambutan and two kilos of mangosteens.
Dinner was a wander through Chinatown complete with a bag of iced black coffee, a meal at one of my favorite noodle stands, and a bowl of bua loy naam king.
All of this was too much and not enough really. I'd had it with Bangkok yet never really had my fill. They city and country is and will be indifferent to my presence and that's okay.