Up at 5 AM. Maybe it’s excitement… or jet lag. Who’s complaining! We were ready to go!
we got dressed and head down for another delicious breakfast spread by the river. Our agenda for the day was Jim Thompson House and the a visit to the MBK mall to see if we can buy something useful.
To get to the Jim Thompson House, we took the Royal Orchid Sheratons boat service to the BTS sky-train station (Saphan Taksin).
and then took the sky-train to National Stadium station. The sky-train is efficient, clean and fast. The air-conditioning provides a respite from the humidity and pollution.
From the National Stadium we made our way to the JT house – which is quite beautiful and nicely decorated. We took the official tour of the house (no photography allowed) and were given all sorts of information about his life, his work to revive the Thai silk industry and artifacts in the house.
After the tour, we spent some time in the JT store (did not get anything) and then decided to head to MBK. It’s only a short walk from JT House and right by the sky-train station. After an hour or so of shopping (and lots of negotiation) we headed to the MBK food court on the fifth floor of the mall. We got green curry, Mee Goreng and a desert. The green curry was really spicy. It felt as if the lady who made it was on a dual mission to kill and “please with chillies” both at the same time. After more post lunch shopping we head back to the hotel for some rest. Our legs were aching from all that walking in the past 2 days (and jet lag too). At the hotel, the staff had left some chocolates (in the shape of an elephant) and fresh fruit. The chocolate was quite good and we tried some fruit we never had (dragonfruit and rose apple)
Back at the hotel we relaxed for a while and then ventured to the area around the hotel. We found a crowded foot massage place and got one for an hour. The massage eased our tired legs quite a bit (or maybe it is the lotion they apply).
On our way back to the hotel, we spotted a street vendor, selling rotee with eggs in it. Oh, how could I resist! Turns out he was from Bangladesh and we talked in Hindi / Bengali whilst he cooked my rotee.
The rotee was cooked just right, with an egg flavour and the drizzle of condensed milk on top made it a perfect dessert to end the day.
It had been a long day and we were ready to retire. We took our books to the Towers lounge to read and work on our journal. By 9:30 we were ready to call it a day and head to sleep.
