03.03.2010 - 04.03.2010 34 °C
Having woken up several times in the night due to the ridiculous heat in the room, we were thrilled to realise that we had fully functioning air conditioning turned off...this was a brilliant start to the day. After breakfast we met Ed and Warren to go to the Grand Palace only to be told by every Thai person we encountered, that it was shut until the afternoon. Note to self: No Thai can be trusted. We ignored them and really enjoyed our morning at the palace. Lozzy bought an amazing sarong and the boys hired some fabulous gypsy trousers. Laura was thrilled that in our now fully air conditioned room, she could sort out her rusksack, which until now had had its contents strewn about the room, much to her disgust.
We all decided after the last two days that we deserved a foot massage, and Ed led the way, ordering them for us. To our bewilderment, we were led upstairs, past all the foot massage booths and told to lie down on the mattresses found there...as the person before us re-dressed himself after his massage. We were concerned, and Ed confessed he had put us down for a thai massage. What ensues can only be described as Thai torture as we were trodden on, stretched and kneaded. We emerged half an hour later feeling not only sore, but that our thai massagers had found the entire episode hilarious.
Having failed to locate the thai boxing stadium, we decided to go to the night market in Patpong. We got confronted by many people selling ping pong tickets and went with the cheapest at 100 baht...only to be presented 15 minutes later with a bill for 5500 baht. Although the very personal show was priceless...we were completely conned and luckily only paid about 8000 between the four of us. Ed still maintains it was very much worth it, but we were the targets for the ping pong balls themselves.
Feeling fairly disheartened, we returned to our 'safe space' on Khao San Road and our favourite bar to cheer ourselves up with some beers. We also got the most incredible foot massage so are feeling pretty happy. We even dared to eat some grasshoppers on our way back to the hotel...not recommended, although they tasted ok, we can still feel their legs in our throats...YUM.