Backpacker capital of SE Asia
26.01.2014 - 30.01.2014 32 °C
After doing it local style at the weekend market we changed things up, booked into a guesthouse near Khao San road and got our bogan aussie traveller on. Yes, I say this because with our singlets on we toured the streets to find that there were more backpakers than local Thai people and that English was a main language being spoken. The main shopping strip sold plenty of fruit shakes, soccer tops, souvenirs and what I would call hippie pants (from the looks of all the foreigners walking around wearing them they had been doing a roaring trade). It seemed funny to us that both guys and girls were walking around in these loose elephant print flowing pants, I'm not so sure they were ment to be unisex but I couldnt imagine anyone refusing a sale, especially when most tourists pay double what they should due to their fear of bartering.
The shopping bar and resturant strip was packed and had an amazing energy about it. I thought I would have been happy to sit and watch for hours but it soon became annoying to hear drunken idiots talking about what tattoo they were about to get or flirting with the sales ladies who convinced them to buy several lazer pointers, bracelets and single roses, all for a rediculously expensive rate. So did we leave instead of getting too annoyed you ask? Well....as Ron Burgundy "when in Rome"
Several cocktails ($1.50 each) and beers later we found ourselves in the middle of everything. Drinking, chatting, making random friends, eating banana nutella pancakes, and probably the highlight of our time in Khao San road, meeting KFC - Kevin from Cambodia. Kevin was full of stories, telling us how he used to run the scams at the Thai / Cambodia border, what life was like for him in Cambodia and how much he liked to party. This was very evident by the buckets, and I actually mean buckets of spirits he drank all while puffing away on his shiska (which he was more than happy to offer us again and again). It was early in the morning with the music booming that i saw three of the funniest things of our travels so far.
Number one was the traffic police coming down the street which created a chain reaction of all the stalls and bars moving their entire stores off the street, getting people to stand with their drinks and quickly sliding chairs behind walls, rows of clothes that may have been a sale moments earlier folding down so fast that I could hardly believe that there was a shop there 30 seconds earlier. 10 minutes later the street expanded back out from the sidewalks onto the road and the party resumed.
The second was when we were watching the Australian open on tv and having to drink out of tea cups and shake containers. Why you ask? No, its not just a quirky Thai thing, it was because of the elections. On voting or pre election days the sale of alcohol is prohibited. But in true Thai spirit (never say no to a chance of a sale) they had found a way around looking like they were selling it.
The last was watching Tyson and Kevin havin a calf off. Yep, Kevin thougt he could compete with the Priddle calf genes hehe.
We had a great time staying in the backpacker area but when I think back about our time we could have been anywhere in the world, it didnt seem like authentic Thailand and whilst it was a lot of fun I was happy after a few days of partying to move to another suburb (Silom) in Bangkok and enjoy more new experiences.
Leo beer promotion lady at the bar called "golf bar cocktails very strong, we do not check id"
Our new friend Kevin from Cambodia, all of us looking a little chirpy