It's our last night in Bangkok tonight. After 10 weeks or so we're almost ready - well have to - return to the UK. But it's only the middle of January!
We got in on Thursday night after a relatively easy 6 hour bus journey from Sukhothai with the less than good Cherdchai Tours bus company. Must check out the comp next time.
We've had a final ante-natal and the Doc has filled the fit to fly form for G, had a look around Wat Pho with its beautiful large reclining Buddha, had dinner at Mr Yim's on Soi Rambuttri and met up with John Muir before he flew out last night. We came across a B&W French film being shown in a riverside park on a real projector, had a drink by the river watching the neon-lit dinner boats ply up and down, found an office with flourescent lights everywhere inc two large windmills and had a great new cocktail discovery - a Mustapha - which is rum, apricot brandy, lime and mint leaves. Will be having that again.
This morning we're off to the massive Weekend Market for some gift and souvenir buying fun. 8,000 shops and 50 times larger than Camden.
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