Seat of Our Pants

While this visit to Bangkok isn’t the first for either of us (a rough count tells me this is my 8^th), the first impressions of the city vary wildly from time to time. What makes this time different is the fact that we just spent nine months on the road, four of which were in India and Nepal.

Wow does it ever feel like a different place.

At first, I kept wondering about the weird smell in the air. It took me about half an hour to realize that it isn’t a smell – it is the humidity. After dry and dusty Kathmandu, Bangkok feels like a steam room. The hot climate here is also the underlying factor for another observation: people wear almost no clothes. Bare legs everywhere. T-shirts. Shorts. Weird.

The streets are clean and covered with immaculate layers of bitumen. Traffic plies the streets slowly and deliberately – there’s hardly any honking. I know this must sound strange, because last I was here I had the absolute opposite impression.

Another thing that stands out is the food (a subject that I suspect this blog will deal with at length over the next few days). Wafts of tropical fruit, delicious meats and a whole different range of spices comes at us from every street corner. It’s like being a kid in a candy store.

Aaah travel. There’s just nothing like it in the world.

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