Ok, today we woke up later than anticipated as Phil thought he would stop his alarm clock without realising it and i decided to stop mine and go back to sleep, therefore by the time we were showered and changed we did not leave our hostel until 10.30.
On our walk towards Wat Pho we managed to get accosted by a Thai ladely selling corn for the pigeons. After refusing for about ten times she persisted to force bags of the stuff into mine and Phils hands telling us they simbalised goodluck. We stupidly excepted them thinking it was a token of goodwill, through the corn on the floor, got attacked by hundreds of pigeons and ended up handing over 240 baht, which happens to be a fifth of our daily allowance, to the old lady.
Anyway, we finally got to Wat Pho, which is famous for the biggest reclining golden Buddha in Thailand, and is awesome. We spent an hour looking around the chapels and galleries in its grounds and then decided we really needed to get a move on if we were to finish the rest of our days plans.
We left Wat Pho and headed for Wat Traimet in chinatown, not realising quite how long it was going to take us to get there. By this point it was around 1 o'clock and neither of us had eaten anything yet and were surviving of iodine water, yum!! After about an hour of walking and many 'weird and wonderful smells' turning our stomachs that were coming from the local food stalls, we got to Wat Traimet. Although an amazing shrine towards Buddha, it was a slight disappointment after walking so much and by this time Phil and i were on our last legs.
We headed for a local food place recommended by our new best friend 'the lonely planet' and both had noodles once again! We then headed for the local train station to work out the journey we are going to take tomorrow morning towards Kanchanaburi and decided it would be better to get a bus back to the hostel than walk the long journey back again. Outside, whilst looking extremely like tourists with our larger than life bus map, which didnt in fact give us much information on buses; Phil says, our attentyion was caught by a Tuk Tuk man wanting to take us back to Khao San. After a slight barter we agreed on 90 baht and hopped on to the Tuk Tuk, which was awesome.
We bought some bags in Khao San, and Phil feels bohemian and now we are back at the hostel.
Anyway, before Phil gets anymore anoid at how long i am taking to write this i am going to say goodbye and leave him to write the blog next time.Ha Much love xxxxxxxxxxx