Here's what he looks look now (in the middle), along with the crown prince and the queen:
Entering the Grand Palace, there was a very long list of what you weren't allowed to do. It took me a bit to figure out what was wrong in the picture in the bottom middle (no muscular legs?) but it turned out that it was No Tight Pants. Good things I left my pleather leggings at home.
Clad in our rented skits and full sleeved tops, we moved on to the main buildings. Right in the front in the grounds was a mini scale model of Angkor Wat in Cambodia, which seemed to me to be a bit odd. Sort of like having a scale model of an Azetc pyramid right in front of the White House.
Workers maintaining the very intricate detail on one of the buildings...
All around the palace were paintings that told stories of Thai history, but unfortunately due to our guide's lack of english, we had to make them up in our heads. "Why is he helping them cross the river? Are they going to battle?" was met with a smile and a nod.
"Why don't they have any legs?" was met with a shrug.
Okay.... I guess we'll just walk along and look at the pretty buildings.
The main building was surrounded by trees straight out of Alice in Wonderland.
After we finished walking around the Grand Palace, we tried to see to the Jim Thompson house (closed) and the Teak Museum (also closed), so failing that, picked the next best thing - The Night Market. Only 3km away, we thought it would be the best choice. However, Bangkok traffic lived up to it's reputation and this was our view for the next two hours:
At the night market we taught Austin about the art of bargaining (never ever take the first offer, always be okay with walking away, and don't lose too much energy haggling over only 50 cents), and David demonstrating by buying "imitation" Calvin Klein underwear. Yes, knock-off underwear.
Tomorrow, Flight of the Gibbon - or, the Funniest. Guide. Ever.
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