Over the last two days Nico and I have accomplished a lot. With our hearts set on seeing the Royal palace we walked over on wednesday to the grounds, only to find the place closed to the public. Apparently this whole week is a large buddhist holiday and theyre not looking to have any dirty backpackers wandering around. Sad.
Luckily, we decided to drown our sorrows in papaya salad from some street vendors and another patron told us to go to the National museum (just around the corner), to that instead. As with American museums, any disheveled student can go!
The museum housed an inordinate number of relics. Unlike museums that we're used to, there appeared to be so many distinct pieces that in many places the curators simply neglected to classify or categorize them. Yes, think about that. A country with so much history still in existence that people stopped caring. Very different than what we're used to. After walking through the museum for a few hours, we headed off in search of a boat ride - Nonna told me that she would disown me if I missed what could very well be the best experience in bangkok.
Prynn directed us to a very classy boat riding operation, and we quickly boarded a 30 foot long 3 foot wide vessel. We were taken throughout the back canals of bangkok and were able to see a bit into how many residents live.
Nico and I had very different takes on this experience. Nico felt that it would be amazing to have grown up on one of the Bangkok canals. Beautiful, full of adventure, etc. I was shocked at how what would be prime waterfront property was home to dilapidated houses on the brink of falling down. We saw Thai residents lounging around, seemingly malnourished, at almost every house. Life here is very different than life in a developed country's capital city. Very different.
We grabbed thai massages, then dinner on the river and called it a night.
The next day we woke up to a surprise, Nico was slightly sick and I was feeling very ill. Unfortunately, and fortunately, we didnt want that to stop us from seeing the ruins at Ayutthara. We hopped on the early express train and arrived only to find out that pobrecito Max was very sick. Food poisoning of some sort.
While we got to make our way in and out of incredible temples all day. It was apparent that I was not able to keep any liquids down. Bad news. I kept trying to drink, and kept not being able to do so. Eventually we decided to call it quits early, after seeing only about half the ruins in town (luckily we got a tour guide, so that is still more than most) and head back to Bangkok. I moaned and slept all the way back to Bangkok and proceeded to drink, take cipro, and eat yogurt all night.
We went to sleep at 8 and woke up at 9. I am feeling a bit better now, but not wonderful. Taking it easy today in hopes of getting ready for the trip down to Koh Phangan tonight.
Alright, that's the update, hope all is well...
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