Oh man, what a day. After gorging ourselves at lunch on Khaosan Road, we ran into a film shoot where they were recreating the Songkran Water Festival. This thing's usually held in April and is said to be the biggest water fight in the world. Some music video was trying to recreate it with a few hundred Thai extras and a water tanker truck.
We had a bit of a frustrating moment at the Grand Palace that soured our afternoon for a moment until we met a nice guy who gave us tips on what temples to visit. He helped us grab a tuk tuk driver who was even nicer. After visiting one temple and feeding enormous catfish in the river for good luck, we discovered these 'nice' guys were just scammers trying to get commissions for taking us to tailor and jewelry shops. Our good humor ran out pretty quickly. Fortunately, we checked into a nice hotel room and power napped before our evening show.
But this is where things went wrong again. We were insanely late and had to cross town in traffic. I somehow navigated us through two train systems but once we arrived near the Thai Cultural Center, we got lost on foot for an hour. Sweaty, frustrated, and much too late for the show, we hopped a cab back to the hotel (the driver was kind enough to point out prostitutes on the street for us, we declined the offer) I'm about to go to bed for a few hours. We're catching a long tour tomorrow at 6am. But the photos should be some of the best yet. Unless more goes wrong.
Days like this, I'm just tired of traveling. Doldrums perhaps. I don't know. Definitely need to sleep though.
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