Inspired by last week’s Weekly Reblog, I also set out with a camera one morning this week to atttempt to document my own walk through the Pinklao neighborhood of Bangkok. Any given morning, I have the option of 2 ways to walk. One quicker, but busier. The other slightly slower and more tranquil.
These photos are from the first, in which I am hugging a major road for the entire walk. Hopefully I will do the second path next week.
First site I see as I walk out of my building.
The scummy and rancid canal I walk over at least twice per day. It always seems to be flowing toward the Chao Phraya River in the morning and away from it at night.
The corner where I decide which way to take.
A market that has been derelict and fenced off since I moved here in September. It just opened for the first time with vendors and entertainment last night.
The all-Thai movie theater that I never see anyone at.
The very busy intersection I get to cross.
A bunch of junk next to the building’s ancestor shrine.
The Shark Fin Soup Restaurant which has a very flashy display at night. Given what I’ve been told about shark fin soup, I don’t think I’d ever eat there.
A random Jack-o-lantern in the landscaping of a salon.
A dog peeing on election ads that are posted all over. To me the one on the left says, “Vote for me or I’ll punch you in the face.”
Looking back at my building.
A morning breakfast an coffee hangout, apparently. I’ll buy a canned coffee here if needed.
One of the public drinking fountains, despite city water not being potable.
Another canal crisscrossing the area.
Add for another English school in a nearby mall.That girl’s smile doesn’t help to sell me on it. No Thai students are that enthusiastic.
The Tesco Lotus street front where I meet my van ride to work.
The fantastic view from inside the minibus.
A common sight on the highways in the morning.
A new skytrain station under construction in the suburbs.
A store name I’m a little surprised by.
We usually get off the van a block away from the school and walk the rest of the way, since the town’s small roads make for a long traffic wait to get in the front gate of our school.
