We were a little weary of our flight to Bangkok as it was both the cheapest and strongly spoken against by my travel agent aunt - Carolbokie.
Trans-Euro was the only company we could get one way tickets that cost more or less half the price of the full ticket, plus they had the most comfortable hours, so against all odds we went for the cheap option. The flight was scheduled to leave Ben-Gurion airport at 14:00 via Moscow with a 3.5 hr stop, Landing in Bangkok at 11:00 the next morning.
we were still at home when we saw that the flight was delayed by hour, So we took our time with lunch and arrived at the airport with a lot of time to spare. We went through everything at lightning speed and were at the duty free with 2 hours to spare. The airplane crew were typically Russian - (very impatient), The food was inedible, but other than that the flight was fine.
In Moscow we came across the poorest looking duty free I had seen since the stop over in Addis Ababa. But it was a good place to stretch our legs. Yael couldn't get over the abundance of escalators and the walking escalators and the older girls joined the party. The flight to Bangkok left on time and arrived on time. On the way to Bangkok I finally had some time to start reading about our destination. The past 3 months (since we decided to go on our trip until now) went by so fast and with so many things to do, that I had only enough time to care of the most urgent thing there was for each step. So now we were on the plane and I could finally read up about Bangkok.
Galia and I didn't sleep that well on the way. Between the discomfort and the girls waking us up, we were up most of the flight, except a short nap we both had when Yael was awake beside us. When we woke up we found all her stickers were stuck on the airplane window.
Divon's instructions were perfect and we made it to his apartment as smoothly as we could possibly hope. Divon and Channe arrived at the flat from their swim as we arrived at their door step. And after some quick hellos we went down for lunch at a local restaurant. Divon explained about the area and about Bangkok, about the culture and the food. Giving us tips and ideas. After lunch we carried on to one of the near by malls.
Divon's flat is in one of the richer parts of Bangkok. There are many restaurants and malls not far and most important the 'high-train' has a stop a few minutes from his flat.
We bought a couple of local SIMs and made our way back to the flat.
Divon and Channe got ready for their flight we said our good byes and I took the girls down to the pool for an evening swim.
Galia and I were so tired, we hardly could remember our names. I think it was the first time in our lives that the girls all went to sleep after us.
The following day we woke up fresh and ready for a day in Bangkok. We stepped outside the air conditioned flat and within 5 mins we were ready to escape the streets of Bangkok. We hurried off to the closest mall and spent the 1st half of the day walking around and comparing prices, just to find that they were just about the same as the prices in Israel. We found good ice-cream and good Sushi. After hearing her sisters complain about not feeling well, Yael decided she has a temperature (see picture on right).
From there we continued to look for the gadget mall and found a cheaper mall for clothes and an out door food market. From the unbearable heat, we suddenly found our selves in a pouring shower. The unbearable humidity was replaced by pouring rain, the smell of fried food mixed with exhaust fumes was replaced by the stench of the sewers. One second we were praying for the humidity to stop and the next we were seeking for shelter from rain.
The next day we went to visit the Kings palace. We took the high train (air-conditioned), then a 15 minute boat ride and off to the palace. The sun was out and the heat was unbearable even for us Israelis. By the time we crossed the entrance booth, the girls were ready to escape to the closest Air conditioner.
Bangkok is a city were all we did was try and escape it. Running from one air conditioner to another. The traffic is terrifying, with policemen who are busy making sure that pedestrians don't get in the way of the fancy cars coming out of parking lots.
The only 2 good things about Bangkok were meeting Divon and Channe and getting the hell out of there!
Trans-Euro was the only company we could get one way tickets that cost more or less half the price of the full ticket, plus they had the most comfortable hours, so against all odds we went for the cheap option. The flight was scheduled to leave Ben-Gurion airport at 14:00 via Moscow with a 3.5 hr stop, Landing in Bangkok at 11:00 the next morning.
we were still at home when we saw that the flight was delayed by hour, So we took our time with lunch and arrived at the airport with a lot of time to spare. We went through everything at lightning speed and were at the duty free with 2 hours to spare. The airplane crew were typically Russian - (very impatient), The food was inedible, but other than that the flight was fine.
In Moscow we came across the poorest looking duty free I had seen since the stop over in Addis Ababa. But it was a good place to stretch our legs. Yael couldn't get over the abundance of escalators and the walking escalators and the older girls joined the party. The flight to Bangkok left on time and arrived on time. On the way to Bangkok I finally had some time to start reading about our destination. The past 3 months (since we decided to go on our trip until now) went by so fast and with so many things to do, that I had only enough time to care of the most urgent thing there was for each step. So now we were on the plane and I could finally read up about Bangkok.
Galia and I didn't sleep that well on the way. Between the discomfort and the girls waking us up, we were up most of the flight, except a short nap we both had when Yael was awake beside us. When we woke up we found all her stickers were stuck on the airplane window.Divon's instructions were perfect and we made it to his apartment as smoothly as we could possibly hope. Divon and Channe arrived at the flat from their swim as we arrived at their door step. And after some quick hellos we went down for lunch at a local restaurant. Divon explained about the area and about Bangkok, about the culture and the food. Giving us tips and ideas. After lunch we carried on to one of the near by malls.
Divon's flat is in one of the richer parts of Bangkok. There are many restaurants and malls not far and most important the 'high-train' has a stop a few minutes from his flat.
We bought a couple of local SIMs and made our way back to the flat.
Divon and Channe got ready for their flight we said our good byes and I took the girls down to the pool for an evening swim.
Galia and I were so tired, we hardly could remember our names. I think it was the first time in our lives that the girls all went to sleep after us.
The following day we woke up fresh and ready for a day in Bangkok. We stepped outside the air conditioned flat and within 5 mins we were ready to escape the streets of Bangkok. We hurried off to the closest mall and spent the 1st half of the day walking around and comparing prices, just to find that they were just about the same as the prices in Israel. We found good ice-cream and good Sushi. After hearing her sisters complain about not feeling well, Yael decided she has a temperature (see picture on right).
From there we continued to look for the gadget mall and found a cheaper mall for clothes and an out door food market. From the unbearable heat, we suddenly found our selves in a pouring shower. The unbearable humidity was replaced by pouring rain, the smell of fried food mixed with exhaust fumes was replaced by the stench of the sewers. One second we were praying for the humidity to stop and the next we were seeking for shelter from rain.
The next day we went to visit the Kings palace. We took the high train (air-conditioned), then a 15 minute boat ride and off to the palace. The sun was out and the heat was unbearable even for us Israelis. By the time we crossed the entrance booth, the girls were ready to escape to the closest Air conditioner.
Bangkok is a city were all we did was try and escape it. Running from one air conditioner to another. The traffic is terrifying, with policemen who are busy making sure that pedestrians don't get in the way of the fancy cars coming out of parking lots.
The only 2 good things about Bangkok were meeting Divon and Channe and getting the hell out of there!
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