From Munich to Melbourne via South East Asia in April-May 2010, despite Icelandic volcanic ash and Bangkok barricades.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Days 1 & 2, 21st & 22nd April, Munich to Bangkok

Munich, second farewell meal, asparagus, on Harald's terrace:



Munich airport:


After a delay of 4 days due to an apparently evanescent cloud of volcanic ash, I finally manage to leave Munich and make it to Bangkok, leaving slightly less chaos behind me than if Ayafalla thingummy had never erupted. The flight was fully booked, but about 20% empty. Whether due to inept communication by the airline or bullets in Bangkok will remain a mystery.
I took the airport express bus no. 4 into town. On the way I spotted a tall green building with a familiar sign: "Siemens" it said.

The A-One Inn is just around the corner from Siam Square, where the Redshirts have barricaded the main street Rama I on the other side of the major intersection with old car tyres, and are megaphoning messages to the public and to themselves.

Redshirts barricade:


For lunch I had  Thai buffet in the MBK Fifth Floor multinational food court. My first selection was rather spicy, then a fellow customer took me in hand and showed me how to create a Thai meal without chilli: rice noodles plus pineapple, dried shrimps, garlic, ginger, fish sauce, coriander, coconut sauce.




After that I had to deal with some urgent data security issues (document and password database encryption), so I was late out.
Looking for somewhere to eat at 11 pm was near impossible, it’s a business district not a tourist one like Khao San Road. A Siam Square security guard shooed me out of his precinct, then recommended the Somboondee Seafood Market and Restaurant, only 5 minutes and 30 baht away by tuk-tuk. I ate grilled fish, very fresh.


A taxidriver back finally accepted 30 baht as well, though flagfall is 35. He was also disappointed about my lack of interest in his portfolio of pretty Thai girls.

1 comment:

  1. Was the taxi driver just bragging that he had so many girls at his disposal that your lack of interest wounded his ego?

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