early morning the next day, we headed to the legendary Chatuchak.
we reached at 11, hoping to avoid the crowd.. but great minds think alike and CTC had lots of them.
the inner lanes were hideously hot. racks of dusty 2nd handshoes. bags shirts.. oxygen seeping away from your insides, you had to go for breathers whenever there were junctions to get out.
ventilation was bad. and the girls decided to go tackle platinum mall again.
as boys will be boys, we went in to for an ego trip. we said we'll finish up 3 more lanes and get out. by the time we started on the 2nd lane, we were extremely oxygen deprived and sweating like pigs.
we decided to bail out half way thru the 3rd lane...
we didnt even cover like 40% of the clothing section
i just wanna say..
ITISFRICKIN'BIG, BOY!
we decided to hop on a tuk-tuk back to our hotel
heh heh heh
after the ride, we learnt never to take it again. no doors on the vehicle. pollution is uberly bad. every breath you take on the road is like finishing a cigarette.
anyway, we decided to go for some thai massage. it was a grand place. the parlour was a 3 or 4 storeys small building, the masseuse was as old as my grand ma and she really helped me out. we all agreed the fee was a little ex but it was good.
we popped over to the platinum mall to look for the girls. we had dinner at some fake som boon seafood
it was pretty expensive for some lousy stuff... we decided to chiong back to the night market below baiyoke to get some supper and THE fish
well unfortunately, we were too late and the fish wereall gone... apparently the guy sells like only X fishes per night. we HAD to get some the next day... we must!!!
and that was Day 2 for you
thanks to WT once again for her camera, without it we'd never have that tcp pic up on the net for eternal shame





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