Only dragon we saw was at Siam shopping mall on way back from unlocking phone
Farewell to Tang who fed us homemade yoghurt to protect our GI tract from the chilli onslaught then taxi through Bangkok traffic to Hualampong railway station.
Dumped our bags and headed off for Chinatown (Yowarat) but only got as far as the temple where police were neatly arranging the crowd for receiving the royals.
Queenie (& Thai dykey princess or Kow Mun gai ('chicken fat rice')? Mmmmm... our stomachs ruled so we left the obedient flag-waving throng and headed off to the food stalls opposite the station.
Half an hour later, armed with boxes and bags of way too much Thai takeaway Simone & I spotted the cream Mercedes cavalcade but no sighting of the female royals through the dark-tinted windows.
A relic of my Oriental upbringing is the false belief that every journey comprises crossing the starvation border and must only be attempted with a battalion of food boxes.
'we apologize for the late departure of your train, someone was peeing on the train'
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