Weekend market! This is the highlight of my trip. Practically! It's a shopping haven but be prepared to be soaked in sweat and expect your feet to wobble by the time you're done. Jun and I took the skytrain straight to Mochit station where we're greeted by throngs after throngs of tourists looking for a bargain and locals selling things. It's nothing but shopping and selling all round.
It's very similar to Petaling Street except it's bigger, longer, packed to the brim and basically cheaper. My sis prep me earlier on, saying that the entire market is separated into four main section: food, clothes, army and pets. We headed straight to the clothes section. Initially walking in, it actually looks like the Philipino Market in KK but as we went in deeper, I realized I was in a maze. I saw many things I liked but decided not to buy too many so to check out other things. Big mistake. I never saw some of the things I like anywhere else and by the time it was time to go, the market was closing and Jun and I practially couldn't feel our legs. So sad!
But I did get great bargains there! I love my new yellow bag. And my belts! Love them too much! haha!
Jun is a fierce bargainer. She's basically the bad cop and I'm the good one. I suck at bargaining. My sis is great. When it comes to her, she's the one that chops off their heads instead of the other way around. Darn I should learn that skill. It makes me feel bad when they say they won't be able to eat! haha!
Then as we were walking back to BTS, we kinda got lost so we stopped to ask a guard that was standing nearby. After getting directions, we turned around to head towards the skytrain. That's when we noticed something odd. Everyone was standing... very very still. Jun and I looked at each other and laugh wondering what was happening because it looked so weird... scary even. We managed to attract enough annoyed stares to keep quiet. After a while we realized why. Their national anthem was playing softly from one speaker nearby. My gawd... they are darn patriotic! It was funny yet heart warming to actually see them stand up. Reminded me when I was in school where we were made to stand when our national anthem played. I even got wicked school teachers that took a player to the canteen, played the anthem to see whether we stood or ignored it. Yes... wicked people. But that is Thailand. They love their country and they love their king even more. His picture is plastered bascially everywhere. Long live the king!
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