Thailand - Day Thirteen - Bangkok

We considered just hanging out at the mall again. It's not like we were done with the vacation, we just never fell in love with Bangkok compared to Phuket or Chiang Mai.

Instead, we hit up the Thai Creative & Design Center (TCDC) which was a small, free, very cool exhibit hall which highlighted creative products such as the VW Beetle (Hitler's idea) and the walkman. There wasn't much of a Thai connection.

Then we went to Jim Thompson's House & Museum. He reinvented the silk industry that Thailand is now known for after the Vietnam War. He disappeared mysteriously.

Back to Ruen-Nuad Massage where Lisa once again received a massage on the front side (no, she's not a fan). And my butt cheeks received a good amount of attention from Wan, who expects to see me back in a year.

Last night in Bangkok and we went to the Night Bazaar. We ate a plate full of pork (good) and a papaya salad. When the papaya salad was being made, the woman asked Lisa if she wanted spicy. Lisa said, "medium," so the woman only put half the chili pepper in. It didn't take long for Lisa is have a constant stream of tears while eating. She loved/hated the dish. For our last act, we attempted to go to the Sky Bar which is an open bar at the top of a hotel about 60 stories up, but I was in shorts, which is frowned upon. So we were rejected. The End.

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