The flight stoppage on Wednesday, January 11 on all domestic air travel led to a delayed departure from O’Hare. It would have meant no flight had we started our travels from Indianapolis. Fortune smiled on us all the way. Although our connection time was cut to an hour and the departure gate was miles from the arrival gate we made it just fine.
Once in Bangkok our walk from the gate to immigration was again, miles. Again everything went smoothly. Our ride to the Golden Foyer Hotel was waiting for us and we were on the way! We both got a bit nervous as we went down alleys and through darkened streets. Then all at once the hotel was before us. Check-in was quick and by 1:00 AM Thursday morning we were ready for bed.
The next morning was bright and revealed the very lovely grounds of the hotel. The rice, cabbage, egg, chicken with vegetables and watermelon was not our usual breakfast but it was delicious.
As was the terrace where we ate among the coconuts and orchids.
On our way to Hua Hin—
Again pick-up at the hotel was easy. Our driver was early and we were at the condo by 3:00 PM. We were given an upgrade to a 2 bedroom. You are certainly invited to join us as long as you can do bunk beds!
Once unpacked we took a little walk around the condo which is costing about $43.00 per night. The pool is gorgeous and we will definitely be giving it a try.
Continuing our walk we found a lively street of mostly bars, working women, and a couple of restaurants. Still getting used to the time change we were the first customers in a large family owned restaurant. We enjoyed 2 local lagers of Chiang beer. We enjoyed the light flavorful beer so much we ordered a third to split between us. Bad idea, we absolutely could not finish. Too large! For dinner, we both had fish—mine was basil fish, Dennis had spicy fried fish. They were both very tasty.
We called it a night and were in our very comfortable bed by 9 PM. That night there were a few reading breaks between sleeping and getting up in the morning. 8 AM found us experimenting with the coffee—what kind of instant coffee is best? Horrible question. By 10 we were out the door and hunting for breakfast. We stopped at a very untidy (I don’t want to scare anyone) local place. The charming lone woman in the restaurant waited on us and cooked for us. The food was served in courses. Before the main course was served “Madam” was given soup (that would be me). Then the main course of an egg, bacon, tomato, beans, sausage and French fries. Second course—toast. Third course—deliciously sweet pineapple, mango, and sweet sticky rice. The service was wonderful and the food fresh and yummy.
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| Dennis finished Madam’s soup. |
We then conquered an ATM and went grocery shopping. What a day! After reading and napping we went out for dinner at La Mer.
The End!!
Dennis with the final word—
Boy—her writing is a tough act to follow. She writes really well. Her accounts will be a travelogue that would make Rick Steves proud. Mine will be the down and dirty and at times, off-color, so please extend me some slack and don’t get offend or just skip this part. 😉
We’ve been to Bangkok on an earlier trip and one day there, this time to acclimate, was enough for me. As an example, Chicago which is too big for me, has a metro area population of 9 million. Bangkok? 15 million. Tokyo where we will finish our trip and spend five days? Around 38 million. Me? I like small towns. Hua Hin where we are now and will spend two weeks is 3 hours by car southwest of Bangkok. Population? Approximately 70,000 and my kinda town. Big enough to get lost in but not big enough to “disappear” if you know what I mean. At 78 years old, I’m getting closer to the “final” disappearance but I don’t wanna get there sooner than necessary.
We’ll be here for two weeks. Tomorrow we will be taking a guided motor tour to get a better lay of the land and people— Hua Hin, the floating market, and a vineyard (Can you see why Cindy might have booked this one?). “Lay” of the people is a bad word. Let me elaborate. You see, the world’s oldest profession is alive, well, and seems to be legal in Thailand. Last night while walking to a restaurant in our neighborhood, we noted some of the “working” women Cindy referred to in her blog. When we passed they smiled, giggled a bit and quietly talked among themselves inThai. We of course, couldn’t understand them but I knew what they were thinking. “Look at that good looking couple. Unlike us she can have that well-dressed gentleman all to herself and at any time she wants him. How lucky she is…” Yep, I could see it in their eyes even if I don’t understand their language. Did I hear a groan from some of you reading this?
I think I’ve probably written enough for today, yes? I’ll write again after our tour tomorrow to tell you more of what’s going on in Hua Hin. 😈
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