Update #1
Bangkok
Our flight from SFO to Shanghai was pretty uneventful – steerage on China Eastern really isn't all that bad – although it was the hottest plane ride either of us had ever experienced. We also naïvely drank all of our water in the first couple of hours, resulting in a fairly parched flight, but we survived. The Chinese sensorship on a few of the movies we watched was mildly hilarious (they took out all mentions of god or homosexuality in The Grand Budapest Hotel, which seems like a big change), as was the translation on some of the entertainment system's offerings.
On arrival in Shanghai, we were confused when the plane pulled up to what looked like a movie's representation of an airport after the apocalypse – totally dark, totally empty, surrounded by barbed wire and guard posts. It turns out the international terminal is under construction, so we were bussed to the airport to undergo the weirdest security check ever (they have restrictions on the size/type of external batteries you can bring in). Additionally, the main terminal is one of the weirdest either of us had ever seen; just Google it to see what I mean. Our layover wasn't long, though, and we ended up sitting and chatting with a couple of guys from Longmont/Boulder who were on their way back from snowboarding in Japan. Small world.
We got into Bangkok super late on Saturday night. We were totally impressed by the cab organization (queues everywhere are such a nice thing) and were lulled into a false sense of calm by the complete lack of traffic getting from BKK to Silom. When we got to our hotel, though, we found that although I had been in touch about how late we were getting in (it was about 1:30am) I had totally forgotten the date line and we didn't have a room booked until Sunday night. Oops. Fortunately they were able to put us up in another room, with promises of moving us to our suite (trés bougie) the next night, and we passed the f*ck out.
We woke up Sunday morning very proud of ourselves for beating jetlag by not sleeping on the flight to Shanghai, had room service for breakfast (rice soup!) and headed out to explore. We checked out the Jim Thompson house, which was neat; in addition to all of the architecture/design stuff, they have all of my houseplants growing in the garden which made me really happy. We ended up wandering to the MBK Center after – a gigantic mall full of all of the sh*t you never thought you'd need. On a recommendation from the NYT, though, we got a snack at Mont Nom Sod; they make steamed/toasted bread slathered with coconut custard, and it's so much better than it sounds. After checking out all of the bizarre stalls in the center, we headed back to the hotel, ostensibly to chill out before going out for the night. That didn't happen. As it turns out, we hadn't beaten jetlag at all, and ended up sleeping the rest of the night. C'est la vie.
Monday we headed out early to check out the Grand Palace/Temple of the Emerald Buddha. On the way from the cab to the gate, though, we were hailed by a very friendly tuktuk driver who offered to take us on a temple tour first, and took him up on it. We saw the Golden Mount, the Sleeping/Reclining Buddha, the Sitting Buddha, the Lucky Buddha... it seems like every street had a different opportunity for Buddhists to tithe. Pretty wild. When we finally made it back to the Grand Palace, along with what may have been an entire province of China, we were so hot and so overwhelmed by the crowd that we did a speed-tour of the whole thing and headed out. It's amazing, though, and if somehow you could get a private tour I'm pretty sure you could spend all day looking at the buildings alone.
That night we had dinner at Gaa, in the Embassy district. Gaa is the sister restaurant to Gaggan (Pellegrino's best restaurant in Asia); we initially had a reservation at Gaggan and decided to go to Gaa instead after reading a few reviews. It's modern Indian-meets-other-food, but while the food was great what stood out the most was the wine pairing. It was absolutely the most interesting pairing I've ever experienced – a few wines I'd never even heard of paired with incredibly complex dishes, and somehow they each complemented and/or completed the dish. There quite literally wasn't a bad one among them (highlights: Marlborough Pinot, a house-made lychee sake).
On Tuesday morning, I suggested that we "take a walk" around Lumpini Park, right across from our hotel, and end up at this open-air food court we'd passed on Sunday. Lumpini is described as Bangkok's Central Park, so that seemed like a good idea. Except that it was 92º and over 30% humidity, and it ended up being a 90 minute walk. Andy says I am now not allowed to suggest we "just walk" anywhere ever again, and my blistered feet agree. Lesson learned. The kicker was that the market had been closed down on Monday [sad trumpet noise].
Tuesday night's dinner was at bo.lan, which we found out about through Netflix's Chef's Table. The chef, Bo Songvisava, and her husband Dylan Jones, met while working for Thai food-god David Thompson, and are committed to saving traditional Thai cooking with elevated ingredients; it's kind of like Sean Brock's seed project and the farm-to-table movement had a Thai baby. The experience was unbelievable: on arrival, you're ushered into a lounge for pre-dinner drinks and snacks (boiled peanuts, banana chips, and some kind of cracker) while you look over the menu to pick between two tasting menus. The restaurant is in what seems to be an old house down an alley off of Sukhumvit, and it's gorgeous. Bo served us our cocktails (no big deal). When you've picked your meal, you're ushered into the kitchen for the first bite – a heritage rice topped with a young coconut powder – served by Dylan, and finished with a mangosteen. It was the first time either of us had eaten a mangosteen, and it's delightful. The rest of the dinner (so many courses) was traditional Thai in some kind of foodie presentation, including a green papaya salad so hot Andy got the hiccups and the best prawn jungle curry I've ever had. Highly recommend, but go earlier than our 9pm reservation – we were both walking dead by the time we wrapped up around midnight.
We had to check out on Wednesday, so we spent the morning being lazy and packing up. The hotel concierge recommended we have lunch at the Silom Complex, which was basically another mall on steroids; we ended up finding an awesome Japanese restaurant, and spent some more time wandering around checking out all of the interesting shops. When the time came we got our bags and headed to Don Mueng (the oldest operating airport in Asia!) via the very modern subway and the very traditional rail line. I don't know that either of us expected an open-air train, but it was kind of an antiquated delight, with hawkers wandering up the car every few minutes to sell snacks and drinks. The nice lady we sat with thought our enthusiasm was hilarious.
Krabi — Ao Nang
We got to Krabi last night. We're staying in Ao Nang, which it turns out is like a weird Thai version of Miami beach – tons of touristy stuff, not a ton of culture. Outside of the strip, though, the area is beautiful – the view from our hotel is absolutely amazing, looking out on this massive limestone cliff. Our hotel is a little bizarre, but we have a nice big room and there are lizards all over the place, which makes Andy really happy. They also have a pair of the most beautiful macaws I've ever seen, and the largest koi ever. So that's neat. We spent today hanging at the pool, exploring Ao Nang, and getting the most amazing massages ever of all time. Tomorrow we have an island tour all day, including the Phi Phi islands and the beach made famous by the movie The Beach, although given this article I doubt that's still part of the itinerary.
We're only in Krabi until Saturday evening, then off to Chiang Mai.
Biggest takeaways so far:
Holy balls this place is hot
Everyone is insanely nice
The plants are incredible
It's incredibly difficult not to get dehydrated when
It's this unbelievably hot
You can't drink the tap water
I'm sorry for the dearth of pictures; neither of us is very good at remembering to take any. We're having a great time, though!