Updated on July 22, 2016
Updated on July 9, 2016
This is our last day in Thailand. Since we still kept the tickets to Ananta Samakhom Throne Hall, we planned to visit that before heading to the airport.
I found on Google Maps that bus No.2 went there, so we waited and boarded the bus at the bus stop outside our hotel, after which we were lost for a second or two as we searched for the conductor or the fare box. I struggled for quite some time with English and sign language and learned from a fellow passenger that this bus is free.
(I guess the bus’s free due to its lack of air conditioning. On the return trip we boarded another bus with air conditioning and with a conductor.)
Chinese New Year.
Although this holds little meaning to me now.
Today we went to Ayutthaya, an hour’s ride north of Bangkok. Ayutthaya had been the capital city of Thailand, till the Burmese invaded it and set it ablaze. Then the capital of Thailand was moved to Bangkok, where the Thai people regrouped themselves and fought of the Burmese invasion.
So, currently ruins are all that’s left of Ayutthaya.
We familiarized ourselves with Thai temple structures in our visit to Wat Phra Kaew and Wat Pho on the day before, which was pretty much the same with the Ayutthaya temples. So our visit to Ayutthaya temple ruins were like a visit to the Bangkok temples 500 years from now on.
To keep continuity, this post should start from the day before, after we got off the plane.
We arrived at the brand-new domestic arrival hall of Dun Muang airport. Hoping to experience domestic train in Thailand
and being told that taxi services in Dun Muang airport are expensive and unorganized, we headed for the Dun Muang Train Station, whose location was not known to us. After consulting to the locals (and thinking of conspiracy theory that the taxi driver union removed all signs of railway station in Dun Muang Airport), we walked north to the old terminal (which seemed like a coach station compared with the modern Suvarnabhumi Airport), up the stairs in a remote corner, across an overpass, down and through some noonbathing locals to the ticket station of Dun Muang Railway Station, only to be told the last train downtown had long departed.
P.S. With baggage in both hands and mom’s nagging in both ears, there’s no time left for photos.
Since anyway that’s a train station, so we stood on the
express way (in traffic jam) and started hailing taxies. After about 10 taxies refused to take us because the drivers didn’t read our hotel location in Google Maps , or was not willing to take us there (not very likely) or didn’t understand English we finally boarded a taxi. After a brief 2 minutes, the driver took us to the airport departure hall, stopped and asked as seriously where we were heading.
P.S.We finally resolved this problem by calling the hotel.
P.S.P.S.Our very friendly taxi driver welcomed us to Bangkok and asked where we are from. Having been told “China” he asked us: “Thaiwan”? #HowIWishedICouldAnswerYes
P.P.S.S.There seemed to be a 100THB “Taxi Tax”(I admit I invented the name of this tax) at Dun Muang Airport, since we hailed that taxi outside the airport, no extra fees.
P.P.P.S.S.S.Given the cost of taxi, the price advantage of Dun Muang Airport to Suvarnabhumi is really negligible
ok, that’s because domestic flights in Thailand are all that cheap, for the latter has much cheaper metro connection.
Now it’s official February 7th.
It’s Chinese New Year Eve, also our first full day in Bangkok. I was eager to see how a foreign festival was celebrated in Thailand.
We were to spend the day visiting sites like Grand Palace, where any other holidaymaker would visit. For the night, my mom had been complaining about the lack of shopping malls for days.
Morning, we took a taxi on the main street near our hotel to the Grand Palace. It seemed that taxies waiting in the alleys never used the meter, and named whatever price they could imagine.
Updated on July 9, 2016
We are only staying at Chiang Rai for one day, having checked out of the hotel in the morning we asked the front desk clerk about motorcycle rent (last night as I walked around Chiang Rai, I found virtually no motorcycle shop, much contrary to Pai which is restaurant + hotel + motorcycle shop). Much to my surprise, the clerk showed me a chart saying “they have a partner shop”.
P.S. With much less competition for business as in Pai, motorcycle rent in Chiang Rai is much more expensive.
Then we set off to Wat Rong Khun. Since Chiang Rai’s anyway a city, road condition was much better than Pai.