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Grand Palace

Currently here in Bangkok, Thailand and I am two nights away from leaving for Malaysia. Bangkok is a kind of city that grows on you. It’s busy, everything is far apart but I definitely love their transportation.

The ferry is the fastest way to go around, and the cheapest way as long as you ride the right express boat that only cost 15 Bahts.

BTS Bangkok ThailandThe trains are great and very convenient as they are intertwined and it’s very easy to change trains to get to your point of destination. A lot of tuktuks are scammers so I don’t recommend them. They will agree to a fare worth 10-20 Bahts. You think you got it cheap but then the tuktuk will take you to certain souvenir shops with low quality products and will force you to buy so the tuktuk drivers will get their commission. So tuktuks are actually a no-no. The taxis are expensive especially during traffics. So the past four days, I did a lot of walking and ferry rides and train rides.

This city makes me miss Cambodia. Siem Reap has the cheapest way of life and I love how I can have a draught beer for $0.50 only. Everything here is pretty much a notch up from my home away from home. A 640ml Chang Beer cost 90 Bahts averaging $3 per beer. Frustrating, I could have 6 beers back home in Siem Reap already. (I’m sorry for ranting about prices, work with me. I am homesick.)

Food TripMeals here starts at 170 Bahts for a main cuisine on the regular Thai restaurant. You can get cheap meals starting at 40 Bahts for street foods. I found my haven in the “Rotee”  Banana Nutella flavor. The cook and his wife make such good team and they are spic and span as well. Photo op for the cooked scorpions, beetles, and other insects cost 10 Baht. I was thinking about trying the scorpion but I’m a coward. Anyway, they also have sweet corn that I love so much but the stall that sells it is not along the Khaosan Road but at the Susie Walking Street which is parallel to Khaosan.

Khao San Road

I must say, Khao San Road is not as lively as my Pub Street. Way of living here is very expensive, and I know it gets more expensive as I go on to my final destination.

Oh, how I miss my heart! I left it in Siem Reap.

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Rattrapper Le Temps Perdu

MRT Taft Avenue Station

2013 has been good to me, so far.

I started the year by getting my dream job.  I was stagnant for a month. Truth be told, the search was frustrating but it lead me to an opportunity that is very promising but different from the job I want.

The Office

 

Come February, I became a working girl. I work regular shifts, dress in corporate attire and deal with irate clients. Payday came and I was ready to cash out my paycheck when the ATM machine decided to restart and it ended up debiting my whole paycheck. I recovered my money after a week. All in all, work is work.

Coffee

While I was gone here, I reconnected with a past lover, Brewed Coffee. My heart palpitated after 5 cups and since then, I swore not  to drink or even think about it ever again.

Moi

 

So that’s me and what I was doing with my life these past few months.  My contract for the company I’m working is due to terminate at the end of the month.

Oh, what to do next?

 

 

 

 

Lonely

I found myself holding a radiography book after brunch. After a while, I can’t seem to get over the fact that I am easily distracted. I went to the messy table, sat down and tried to review but all efforts failed so I ended up browsing through the picture folder. Memory lane, here we go again. I felt the longing for a friend. Everything seem like ages ago, a distant past.

I have a few friends but I rarely get to talk to them. They were always busy and my messages always gets lost somewhere in the process of sending it. I guess we just grow apart, every single time. Ask me to name a friend from high school, and I will look at you as if you are speaking an alien language. I was always regarded as the reliable friend but not good enough to receive a random “Good morning, I thought about you” text or call. I am always seen as the good friend but only for a moment. I have my fair share of sleepless nights contemplating what have I done wrong. Well, this is the subconscious reason of why I am here. I long for people to listen to what I have to say. I long for a connection. I know I sound pathetic, but what is life without people to share it with?