Pink taxis... EVERYWHERE. 

 Erawan Shrine.

Statue of Ganesha.

Grand Palace. 

 No... I hav no idea who this dude is...

Erawan Museum.

Croc Farm.

Ancient City. 

Chatuchak Market.

MBK mall.

Misc nite shots from my hotel window.

The Chinatown at Yaowarat is a rather old town, and as it's name implies, was set up by Chinese traders during the Sukhothai era. There're several advantages when bunking in this area. Mainly you have easy access to street food, there're plenty of places to shop (as long as you're not looking for stuff like real Gucci or Prada) and some of the locals here speak Mandarin.

Satu patah haram Thai pun I tak paham... tapi this place looks Chinese enuf for me...

Plenty of open markets sprouting out at every nook and crany around Yaowarat.

If electricians had nightmares, this would probably be it...

You won't go hungry here...

Or here...

Or here...

as long as you still have several baht in your pocket.

The place never sleeps even during the night.

I finally understood why pimpra held this place with such high regards. Although 4 days is too short a duration to really explore Bangkok, I could see why ppl continue to flock here despite the current political unrest. The Thais are some of the friendliest and polite ppl I have come across. The language is intriguing, and I totally fell in love with the way they went about with their daily lives; which is so much more carefree than us uptight kiasu/kiasi M'sians.

But not everything is rosy and cool. The traffic is horrible, all the taxi drivers drive like my colleague (little pony => tailgater extraordinaire) and the tuk tuks are murder on 3 wheels. Despite the cons, this is a beautiful place. I was thinking of wrapping everything up in one post, but I finally gave up since there was so much to cover during the 4 day trip. Will be looking forward to spread things out into several different  posts; i.e. food, places, and mabbe a ping pong or two thrown in for good measure...  ;)