Slipper Slapper

We wander down to Silom and get the MRT from Chong Nonsi to Saphan Taksin and catch the boat up the river to Tha Tien, so that we can get a ferry across the river to Wat Arun. The ferry is hovering about waiting for the last few passengers to join (us), but I am the last one of us and dither too long: the gap between land and boat widens too much for me to jump. Fearing I’d be lost in the river, I chicken out.

The boat reverses back to give me a second chance and everyone is egging me on, but there is still a gap of about 1.5 metres and I decide not to make the jump and settle for waiting for the next one, to the (silent) jeers of the other passengers no doubt! 

Wat Arun is amazing – it’s one of the Wats that I didn’t get to see with Kerrie, so I was really pleased that we got to come here. The first thing, however, was a bit of a faux-pas: there was this photo opportunity thing where you stick your head through a wooden cutout of a couple of traditional Thai dressed dancers and end up looking like a complete twat. Well me and Adrian decided to look like twats and Edwin snapped a few shots of us. 


The next thing we knew, this old woman comes over and starts asking for money, pointing to the smallest sign for 40 Baht in the corner of the stand. Bollocks to that, so we delete the photos and show this old hag that we have done so. She slaps her slippers on the ground, shouting some thing that doesn’t sound too polite actually, and I later learn the slapping your shoes at someone is the highest form of insult you can give.

Oops, maybe we should have just paid the 40 Baht (4MYR, 80p), rather than have her curse us.

Anyway, we wander about the Wat, and it’s grounds, climbing up the massive structure (up very narrow and precarious steps, I have to say) and After wandering around the Wat grounds and climbing various parts, we decide to hit the museum, so we head back to the ferry station, avoiding the slipper slapper and scaring a load of pigeons on the way.