November 27, 2005

 

through the pouring drizzle and the blinding snow

just came back from bangkok. Flew over for a quick, short trip. Okie i am a living frog in a well. It was my first trip to bangkok. i guess it's the furthest place i travelled till this date. i thought it was a relaxing trip but then... it was just so hectic. Did abit of shopping. Tried to meet my colleague who went with her friend. Supposed to meet my friend but was called up to flew to Sydney in the very last minute.

They have bottled Ice-Milo in Bangkok. They should have it in singapore too.

It was a abit of weird when you see more ladies, girls and women...err a mixture of female species than guys. Well, i had a conclusion. Those girls you saw in the morning. They are 100% girls. Probably good girls. Those girls you saw at nights, maybe not be girls. you know what i mean. They are probably the richer or the party-girls or girls who work only at nights. Let's just they are more than friendly.

Friend 1: " we'll walk thru this lane and maybe look see look see at their night life."

Thai girl 1: " Hi~!"



Friend 2: " Hello."



Thai girl 1: " Hi! I love You!"



xiaoqiang:" Guys, can we walk a little faster?"




A very different education shock for me too. I was jaw-dropped when i saw those girls in school uniforms. No, i don't have uniform-fatish. But they just wore super body-hugging tops and very short skirts. This is what i call "everyday eat ice-cream/ or daily high on ice-cream."

I always thought thais are good english-speaking people or at least speak abit of english. It isn't true especially in those shopping malls. It was a duck quaking to a chicken. Most of them speak relatively in their native language. But rest assured that those at hotels are fine.

I want to go to bangkok again. Good food, good shopping. But no kids along please.

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Just watched finished watching " Love Story at Harvard". Today's episode was somehow similar. Those memories just came ringing.


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