Bangkok

Bangkok

We woke up at 7am for a breakfast that never arrived, so we headed to the school canteen for plan B. As we sat and ate breakfast, the school was very busy, children everywhere eating, playing and laughing. There was a lot of energy, even for a school of 5000 students, however, once we were reminded that today was in fact a Saturday did the size of the school really sink in. We then jumped in taxis and headed off to the train station. Our itinerary today was to catch the train to Mo Chit station to visit Chatuchak market, home to over 15 000 different stalls selling everything imaginable. The boys spent most of the day wandering through the market, buying souvenirs for home, Patagonia t-shirts and basketball jerseys. Meanwhile, Sherine searched for more handbags, Sally searched for clothes and Mark and Shae found a ‘quiet space’ amongst the hustle and bustle to watch the Bombers win again.

After arriving home, we had some quiet time before heading to a local Korean BBQ restaurant. The students experienced cooking their meat on the table in front of them and enjoyed the unlimited Pepsi on offer. Meanwhile, the teachers had reached breaking point. Sherine was using her chop sticks to make herself look like a walrus and exhibiting various other odd behaviours, leaving the boys to think we had lost the plot!

Sunday

The suggestion of a day of site seeing was quashed by the boys as their energy levels were low. We decided the most trouble-free way of enjoying the final day together would be to go to MBK, a 7 level shopping centre that again sold anything imaginable. Sherine continued her bad luck trying to manoeuvre her group through a successful taxi trip.. This time she had to help the driver shift gears as the gear box broke whilst on the right hand lane of a 5 lane freeway. They then had to stop and wave down another taxi. Once there, we enjoyed lunch, massages and shopping.

Once home it was time to pack before jumping into the buses at 7:30pm for our final trip to the airport. A massive and lift changing journey was over and it was time to head home. Despite the wonderful experience had by all, there were not too many complaints about it being time to head home.