VISITING BANGKOK..PART 1

The first one..was quite subtle..my mom left me the previous time with my maternal relatives wen i was suffering from the dreadful but obvious malariae ...so they had to make up for it..so (i don’t remember the exact season ) it was time to go foreign..maybe in standard 8 or 9 then, have had the experience to visit the SAARC countries it was something i was anticipating for long then..so bags all packed boarding the thai airways ..TG 311 was so alluring..one of the many conveniences of the international flight—food and obviously entertainment goes hand in hand..though i missed the opportunity of visualising the shockingly fascinating lighted skyline of Bangkok as the plane landed at 7 in the morning but at that time the flamboyant skyscrapers were enough to enthral me..so then went another week shopping at the 24 hrs open shopping malls and the street shops which resembled our ”new market” ,scampering some Indian restaurants to not annoy our taste buds with their famous fish sauce and my mom’s persistent effort to not allow the public strip clubs and the gaudy prostitutes and gigolos to aggravate into my tiny brain so they took me to the safari world and other theme parks in the morning and preferred not enlightening themselves with the night extravaganza ..but i enjoyed each and every moment specially the crab meat curry and the prawn masala curry with rice at Patunam (the night market)..
2nd experience was the best ...along with a vivid tour of the already visited city my father accommodated Pattaya, the beach..always in love with the water and the sand it was too much fun though it was just a yr later ..and this time i didn’t miss the Bangkok skyline at night..CESC will have to take ten rebirths to harness so much electricity i tell u..well Pattaya comprised swimming in the clear water ,a visit to the coral island via vessel(no comparison with the kukrahati one,pls),satisfying the appetite with jumbo prawns all the way, para-trooping wearing elongated earings, befriending few south Africans, obviously the strip clubs were more pronounced here and so were the sluts and my mom thought i was too innocent to understand why the Chinese had all OZ or American companions with babies sometime which looked like neither ..still i enjoyed the place too much..shopping at its best, food at its best..we normally don’t buy consumer goods from kol for atleast 2 yrs after a visit though we hav to pay 30$ more at the airport ..but its all the fun using the products the silky haired Chinese do..
Well there is also the third visit which made me resent the place ....since this is a happy blog...i decided to keep it happy ..

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