Bangkok somehow manages to feel like a tropical jungle, even though it has more concrete than oxygen per square metre. The sky train running right above the traffic-clogged artery of Sukumvit is interwoven with tangled foliage and palpable humidity; rainy season means the slivers of visible sky are overcast and perpetually pregnant with precipitation. Out… Continue reading Sailing Thailand (Part II)
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