Bangkok Quickie
The final stop on our border run for renewing our Thai visa was a short stay back “home” in Thailand—two quick days in Bangkok. The city’s ceremonial name is Krungthepmahanakhon Amonrattanakosin Mahintharayutthaya Mahadilokphop Noppharatratchathaniburirom Udomratchaniwetmahasathan Amonphimanawatansathit Sakkathattiyawitsanukamprasit so who wouldn’t want to revisit the Guinness Record of the world’s longest place name!
Sometimes when I visit a city I don’t want to be a tourist. I just want to hang out for the day in our AirBnB, read a bit, walk around the neighborhood, maybe find a coffee house, or make friends with a nearby shopkeeper.
Ace travel agent George, who is always looking for the “great” deal, found us a converted tool shed in someone’s back yard, overlooking a canal in a very Thai residential neighborhood. He never disappoints! By the way, AirBnB is illegal here, but it still operates. Hosts often add to their descriptions: '“Do not talk to the neighbors; if they ask, you’re my relative—do not worry, you will not be arrested.” Makes one think twice before hitting send payment.
Well, the tool shed was great. It was nicely renovated into a studio with western-style bathroom and a cute loft, facing a klong (canal) on the Thonburi west bank of Chao Phraya River (not far from Wat Arun). Our hostess and her mother live on the same property in a very large house built by her grandfather, so we did not have to worry about inquiring neighbors. And as George said it was a real neighborhood filled with the local ambiance of a vibrant multi-religious community, away from tourists, touts, and tuk-tuks. Upon arrival by taxi that night at the alleyway (yes, George’s “great deal” was again down a long alleyway), the hostess met us, and we walked about 100 yards to her property.
Like Hanoi, residential Bangkok is densely populated and between the streets is a warren of twists, dead ends and circles. I had visions of getting lost for hours. And these alleyways, barely wide enough for a motorbike, are teeming with activity. Our tool shed was a little oasis of peace and quiet. That is, except for the early morning hours. Starting around 4 a.m. we could hear the chanting of the monks from the Buddhist temple across the canal. The chanting and the gonging woke the roosters (yes, even in a crowded city) which was followed by the Islamic call to prayer at the nearby Kudi To Yi Mosque - built in 1784 by the Muslim merchant To Yi. Fortunately the call was not a scratchy recording but a muezzin who was actually reciting melodiously the adhan.
After a very nice breakfast prepared by our hostess and her mother, I wanted to just hang out on the back porch and watch the long tail boats go back and forth on the canal. But that did not happen. We had 2 days and sights to see so we found our way to join commuters on the local ferry (basically a motorized raft with a roof on it) that took us across the Choa Phraya River. First on the list was the National Museum, dating back to 1859, and one of the largest in SE Asia.
We have been to Bangkok four times but never for more than 3 days each time. So there is always something new to see. This time, besides the National Museum, we visited the Museum of Siam—a discovery museum about Thailand’s culture and spirit— and the King Chulalongkorn Memorial Building. King Chulalongkorn, also known as King Rama V, is best known for abolishing slavery and keeping Thailand out of colonialists’ hands (in part by ceding Laos to the French in 1893 - although it’s said that the Lao king preferred France to Siam).
This is a vibrant and growing city. More than 14 million people (over 20% of Thailand’s population) live in Bangkok and its suburbs. It’s a dynamic mix of narrow shop houses and glitzy malls, slums and skyscrapers, provincial and cosmopolitan lifestyles. Public transportation is improving; monies are going into infrastructure and historic sites; shopping opportunities are expanding. It’s an exciting international city, and we’ll be back!