I lived
in Bangkok years ago, and I have to say I have mixed feelings about the city. On the one hand, it is a sprawling,
polluted, congested, smelly, sin-addled place. On the other hand, it can be one of the most exotic and interesting
cities you will ever visit. I lived up Sukhumvit road and lived among a bunch of Thai middle class folks who generally
worked for the government or for the nearby oil company, whose building was tucked away behind iron gates, and whose
gleaming glass facade was totally incongruous to the huts that squatted next to it. Then there was the guy selling
roasted cockroaches right outside the new McDonalds. Or was it Burger king? I forget, but you get the point.
Alas, such are Bangkok’s charms. And so it’s always cool to read about others’ experiences in that
city, for example, in this piece over at the Globe and
Mail, wherein writer Guy Nicholson waxes positive (with reservation) about Bangkok’s charms. It’s funny too.
He returns to Bangkok with his wife after ten years since he had last visited it. I did almost the same thing. I
returned with my wife, as well after about eight years. And I do have to say that the city changed a lot. But it also
didn’t change that much. It was a wee bit cleaner, and the new train really seems to have helped the traffic
situation. But the cockroach sellers are still there and the city still had a decidedly rancid Third World fragrance.
But I remain a fan, and probably always will.