Everything about Bangkok feels like a sleazefest. I don't want to be judgemental, but it's hard not to when every where you turn, there are these ang mohs strutting around as if they own the sois. These men who are either cheating on their wives or not having some sort of goals in life except to have some cheap crude sexual fantasies fulfilled.
I dunno who ruined it for Bangkok. The Thais themselves or these ang mohs.
Imagine walking down Orchard Road and seeing mothers with children beggars, cabbies waiting to rip you off... It's disturbing.
All these makes me want to learn more about the situations in Bangkok.
I admit there had been some stereotypical thoughts going in my head before this trip. But I had always thought it couldn't be worst than what's in my head. And then I saw, and fell sick. Literally. The air was so bad I couldn't stop coughing.
Bangkok is moving too fast for it's own good. It's got luxury malls surrounded by unhygienic food carts, flea markets looking to rip off values beyond its quality, and the beggars had me feeling skepticism rather than sympathy.
I know life is hard, least to say trying to lead a life in poverty in a third world country. I pray and hope for the authorities to do what's best for their people rather than for their own benefit.
I've seen what I've thought, and I honestly didn't like it one bit. But it did remind me that I'm in a much better place than they are and therefore any rights to complain, isn't mine.
