Going to Bangkok's weekend Chatuchak Market wa a piece of cake on the Sky Train, but on the way (you go though and to malls for EVERYTHING in Bangkok) I passed this incredible line that went back into the stores in the next aisle for Auntie Anne's pretzels, the very same pretzels that are sold in Suburban Station in Philadelphia. Yes, despite the fact that Seoul's Starbuck's IS written in Korean, globalization has taken over and in far too many cases, eradicated the culture that made cities tourist ready. Now, we all may as well just tumble on down to the local mall (airport if you want upscale) for the global tourist experience! I mean, do I really want to buy Ferragamo, Coach and Prado when I'm in Bangkok?
So, here is just the edge of the market from the Sky Train's Mo Chit stop; as I wedged my way down the stairs, trying to push along with the crowd, I noticed a cute German family, mother holding younger child who was holding a raggedy looking stuffed animal. By the time we all got to the sidewalk, the little boy AND his older brother were both throwing up all over the road... I dreaded taking those stairs back up to the train!
The market was swarming with people and stuffed with foods, clothes, art, geegaws, etc... Here are some shrimp, spilling over the table, and then there were the weensy puppies for sale below. The man selling the pups waved his arms at me in anger when he saw me trying to take a picture of these puppy-milled dogs. I should have called the SPCA - or PITA!!
Just as I was getting overwhelmed and tired, the rain began to pelt down on the booths and ALL the sellers were dragging their goods inside; meanwhile, the hoards of shoppers had to find cover inside under the steaming tarps, crammed in amongst the sale items. These two sellers took advantage of the rain to wash their sticky hands.
I was happy that I didn't have to worry anymore about the streets because the rain had washed away all residue of sick children. When I got to the Siam stop, these youngers were out on the sidewalk, playing their ethnic instruments.
We had a whole day before our plane left at 1 a.m., so several of us went to the movies and saw Red 2, which I suppose is the second movie with these terrific characters. I must say that we laughed our way through the endless shoot-em-ups and one liners of the all-star cast, and I would see it again in a heart-beat. Before the movie begins, however, all stand for the playing of the national anthem with sappy photos of the king in acts of compassion and his people in acts of adoration...
Finally back to Bangkok airport where this fellow who is NOT Rama stands atop a display of the longest naga with more rowing sailors on a tumultuous sea - quite a sight!
Once we got to Seoul and checked into our Transit Hotel, I nipped back down through security and customs and caught he FREE tour into the city where we stopped at a temple, saw the big palace, ate lunch and were back by 3. Here is the first bridge over the Han River.
We went to a beautiful green and blue temple (can anyone tell me WHY Korean temples are blues and greens?) out of which came beautiful choral music, harmonies and piano back up. I'd never experienced that in a temple before, and a woman I got to know on the tour said that in Thailand they don't have three enormous Buddhas perched at the altar; there is always only ONE big one. She'd never seen three big Buddhas together at a temple before, so this was either an anomaly of a Buddhist temple, or Korean just has a different celebration system.
The palace was on a grand scale, and this was one of the center pieces in one of the earliest halls, all of which seemed to go on forever. The building below, I believe, was a building for festivals and parties; my Thai friends photographed me in front of it; you can see that I wear my "travel pants," batik pants I bought in Penang that my colleagues all called my pajamas. I have to take a sweater with me wherever I go because the air conditioning is SO cold that I need it~
This little fellow was wearing a Chicago Bulls shirt, all written in Korean on the front, but the back had this. He tried to tell me that this was Michael Jordan's number, but he had no idea WHAT the "FAITH" meant...
J-shaped ice cream cones? It makes absolute sense! Nothing can drop out of the bottom, and you have two ends to lick!!
This is the rule in Korea about liquids on board the plane: "Liquids on board the aircraft can not enter with." Just one of those things that had to be said. And had to be said in this way!!!
Do you think I was a little delighted to see the green of the Hawaiian shores? Oh, yes! I even splurged and changed my flight home so that I can get there one day early. Over 5 weeks away is too, too long when I am traveling with people I don't know, and probably too long - if not longer - with people I know!!
Welcome home~!