Despite allegations to the contrary - who the hell is propertyscot? - I did go to watch Thai Boxing last night. Bangkok has two main boxing stadiums, the one I went to is cylindrical and a little bit like the fighting cage in one of the Mad Max films. Some of the fights were a little cagey , but at least two were phenomenal with the guys going hell for leather. You could hear the impact of the kicks from my cheap seat at the back. Where I was people were more interested in gambling than boxing, with a neverending chorus of shouts and confusing hand signals. Outside the police lined up their riot gear on the pavement - shields, rams, helmets, etc - I guess as a show of strength as there wasn't a hint of trouble.
Bizarrely I met some Bostonians at the fight and then when I got back to Khao Sarn Road much about 11ish I found myself drinking with a guy from the same city. We hooked up with two Thai girls - and when I mean girls, for all you wise guys, I mean the authentic kind - and I ended up drinking and chatting with one until 6am before walking her home. She was a mix of Chinese and Thai and I can't begin to describe how lovely. I got her phone no so have changed plans to stay in Bangkok for a few more days, no doubt I'll find a way to mess it up!
Today I'd barely left the hotel when I'd bumped into an American guy, head to foot in tattoos, and we ended up getting a tut-tut from shop to shop, pretending to be interested in buying but not - the tut-tut driver got commission from the shops and bought us beers. Madness. I didn't really want to get involved in such underhand shenaninghans but was somewhat railroaded.
The photos include Thai boxing and the royal palace.
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