Browsing Bangkok - Day 2

The day begun when I opened my eyes around 0930hrs. After a long nice bath, I went downstairs for breakfast. American breakfast, served with crossiant, bacon and two eggs, sunny side up.

After breakfast, I went to Bookazine to get the map (89B) and returned to my room to plan for my day. The tourist map that I bought was not to scale, so I am not sure how 'not-to-scale' it is. Set out for the day after briefly planning my trip.

My journey starts by taking the skytrain from Nana Station to Asoke Station. 10B. Then at Asoke Station, I will have to go underground to take the underground train at the Sukhumvit Station. Paying 25B gets me through six stations, arriving at Hua Lamphong Railway Station.

Bought a bottle of softdrink (at 9B) and started venturing into the unknown territory. Walking pass Chinatown, I came into car modifiers' heaven. The whole row of shop houses are wheels and tyres shops with countless wheels and tyres on display. I also passed by some accessories shop and battery shop too. In strong contrast, a grain shop that was stuck between to tyre shops are so quiet that the shopkeeper was napping there while his neighbours were busy with their work. Before long I came to a huge roundabout and decided to randomly take a turn. 30 minutes later, I passed by a Wat (Siamese Temple if I am not wrong). Some funeral service is being held inside. On the pathway, there are kids doing their begging job. When I walked pass one kid, he suddenly started to cry out his lung, hoping that I will help him. I did not even set my eyes on him. Call me cold-blooded if you want, but I have to be fair to other kids too, if I help this kid then I will have to help all other beggar-kids. Thanks but no thanks.

Another half an hour later, drinking the water that I bought from a convenience store for 7B, I came to a junction. The Ministry of Energy sits across the river. And there is this overhead pedestrian bridge that connects the four sides of the road. When I tried to access the bridge, I found that I have to go out to the main street and walk to the beginning of the stairs, because the pathway was blocked. I wonder if the building was built first or the overhead bridge. It seems that they do not have proper planning. By that time, I know I am lost. I cannot even ask for help because I believe none of the people I encounter could speak English. Therefore I tried my luck and crossed the bridge, arriving at the Election Commission of Thailand.

..to be continued