so the cold of nepal, and my inability to cope, as well as the wait till march for the everest trek pushed me into a return to thailand. so where? here i sit, several days into my exploration of slack, poolside in one of the reasonable retreats that $40 can bring:
so the primary setting of slacking established, onto the question of why thailand comes to mind. i was thinking of immediately heading to india, but needing to relax coupled with my familiarity of thailand and a meeting with a friend, enticed me to delay and head to the land of smiles.
so i met up with sophie for a few days of my favorite bangkok diversions. first a sky train ride, then on my favorite form of bangkok public transportation down the chao phraya river:
then a quick walk:
juice and penis postures
and then on to one of my favorite places in bagkok, wat pho:
wat pho is the birth and rebirth place of thai massage. rebirth as it was a lost art, that was pieced back together from temple carvings created by teachers who the above statue depicts. it also houses the ashes of many prominent figures in thai history in chedis scattered about the massive complex:
wat pho is also famous for having the world's largest reclining buddha. this always struck me as strange, and no one has ever been ever able to tell me when, so many years ago, the monks were aiming for a record involving big buddhas, that they decided on making one lying down. but never mind, and here it is:
we walked into chinatown, had a tea and a small snack, and took the boat back, watching the city lights reflect in the water.
a fantastic bangkok day and night!
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