Thursday, April 28, 2016

The 22,000km Trip (2) Bangkok: Yaowarat

One place I seem to go regardless where I travel is to the local Chinatown. Part of the reason is that I grew up near one and many of my childhood friends lived in one. So it's comforting and strangely nostalgic. It's also comforting to be able to read the signs and menus in Chinese in a country where I'm illiterate.

But the best part is that I always feel the history, and richness of the community. It's invigorating to see how the Chinese enclave seems to flourish in every society, every country despite its hardships they faced in the past. The Chinese community is very well assimilated here within Thai society but nevertheless it's great to see that it continues to thrive and retain its uniqueness.

I can probably walk around for Chinatown for days and not get bored; there's so much activity (sometimes a little too much!) and a plethora of unexpected little pathways and alleys. The colors are bright and flashy. And the aroma of food, incense, and herbs waft in the air from all directions. 















My stomach was still not in perfect condition so I stopped by for the herbal tea shop

I don't even know the name of this thing but I know it's a concoction of disgusting bitter herbs that helps your digestive system!







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