Walking in Bangkok
DAY 02 in the field and my mind is ablaze.
The apartment is great. Clean, good location, nice people. It took a 20 minute stroll to get to the National Stadium and I started realizing how much my head was still in Vienna, all the while walking the streets of Bangkok.
Hesitation and self-awareness are constantly second guessing my sense of orientation. The changing faces, the changing odors, the changing mind of the observer ... the smog, the gases, the stench of garbage, the sweet scent of phuang malai, ... a fascinating cocktail for the senses to take in. I closely observe a fruit vendor who's pushing his cart along the sidewalk - seemingly relentless and stopping wherever his customers request. Under a highway piles of junk are steadily growing. Mobile street restaurants are popping up everywhere and cater to Tuk Tuk and Taxi drivers. There's too much to see, too much to discover and too many questions waiting to be posed.Skip - I didn't fall into any sewers, I wasn't electrocuted by random wires hanging over my head, I didn't even get run over by motorcycles speeding on the sidewalk ... pfft! All jokes aside - I reckon some sidewalks in Bangkok aren't made for walking. It's amazing how alert you have to be to arrive at your destination in one piece. Walking the city like Michel de Certeau proves challenging when you're not familiar with the path yet. But I'll get there.
I arrived safely at Siam, the heart of mass tourism and mass consumption ... where tourists mingle with locals, (male) securities are wearing skinny jeans and giant rainbow-colored plastic jelly fish are gleaming religiously.I'm falling in love with this city all over again.
Today's main tasks: finding underwear, finding bed sheets and buying toilet tissue.
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