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257--Thailand: One Night in Bangkok @ CherieSpotting     Nov 27 2004 - 17:01 PST cherie writes: Hilda, Diane and I are on a "girl trip" in Thailand. Diane (the most practical of the 3) has been delegated the 2 most important duties: holding the map, and declaring when we are lost. At the hotel, Diane (the more conservative of the twins) checked out our room for peepholes (a big problem in Thailand according to the well-read Diane.) During the Diane-peep-hole-check-out process, Cherie and Hilda were parading around the room in their G-strings. Pat Pong watch out! The food here is fantastic, and in addition to delicious curries we have choices such as these to select from: Spicy sweet snakehead fish with pickled plumbs (Hilda's favorite!), Dried fish maw with spicy yard grass salad, steamed squid with lemon & bird chili, and Hot fried frog with basil. Hilda has already shed a few tears over the food. All of a sudden Hilda started crying over dinner. When she composed herself enough to speak she said: "That red thing is not a bell pepper." On our plane ride (China Air) we were among only a handful of foreigners. We felt a little discriminated against, since we seemed to get passed up whenever the flight attendants were handing out good stuff. First we got passed up on the soup. Then we were offered a choice of juice or water, while a local next to us sipped on a cold Taiwan beer. Finally, the flight attendants handed out slippers to everyone except us! It was time to put my un-slippered foot down. "Can we have 3 beers (for the 3 ladies) and slippers, too? We ended up getting 3 beers each and cute free slippers. We never got the soup. That's when Diane said: "No soup for you." Click on each picture to see it full size. read comments (0) | write comment| views: 5387    | rated: 0.0    printer-friendly version   Cherie and the twins (Hilda and Diane) in out first 24 hours in Bangkok, Thailand. Our last drink at the airport bar. 20 hours later, we have our first beer in Thailand. It's the same in every country. No one likes to wash dishes. Diane learns how to wash dishes: Thai style. Dried squid, Hilda? Maybe they call it a night market, because the vendors are sleeping? Which way do we go? Time to learn some Thai. Hey there big guy...I bet you're hard as a rock. Fried pork...what else is for breakfast? Canals...just like Venice. Are my clothes dry yet? Temple or restaurant? Cherie and Hilda, already acting like locals. Busy Thai street. Waiting for a Tuk Tuk. Ready for lunch? I'll have 2 fuzzy things. Clothe your eyes please. You don't need to speak Thai to know what that says. Who needs checkers when you have bottle caps? I wouldn't move there if I were you. Thai boat. The twins in Thailand. Let me finish this call, then I'll paddle over. Traveling like locals on the ferry. Cherie and Diane. After only one day, Hilda blends in effortlessly. The fast ferry. I wonder if it hydroplanes? The slow ferry. What do you expect for 17 cents? My your boat smells nice! Fitting in is easy! The Grand Palace. Lots of gold. Cherie, the last red-head in Thailand. 3 ladies on one heck of a "girl trip." This is a heavy temple. Walk this way, Hilda. The garden. All that glitters really is gold. The lotus flower. On guard. Hilda and Cherie. Opulence redefined. Praying to the Buddha. Lotus and candles bring good luck. The twins on guard. Why am I bigger than all the men in Thailand? Don't move! Who knew the Thais had it so good? A new roof-job has got to be expensive here. He's cute; and taller than us! Wait--he's on a platform! Lunchy, lunchy? Waiting for the ferry. Curry for every meal! Two Thais. This trash can is for origami only! The twins meet the prime minister!