We crept into Bangkok in the middle of the night, when the streets were nearly empty, save for a few stray dogs and a smattering of folks hanging out on street corners, sitting on plastic stools and slurping up bowlfuls of noodles. The next morning, we were eager to hit the streets, undeterred by fatigue and jet lag, despite traveling for over 15 hours, the night before. After our “American” buffet breakfast at our hotel, (I am not normally a fan of food coloring but I could not bring myself to eat a white, breakfast hot dog. But that’s a topic for a different blog.), the S.O. and I venture out of our hotel, walk around the corner and are immediately assaulted by a wave of noise, pollution, people, cars and motor bikes. It was like taking a few drags off an exhaust pipe. Welcome to Bangkok!
But there was beauty here…we just had to seek it out.
