The magic of central world…

Friday night up the Khao san road is as ever an assault on the senses, but a familiar one and when your all over the place like us loveable scruffs a little something familiar is always nice.

We went along again yesterday to the awesome central world to finish off what we couldn’t do in a single day and of course see what all the fuss was about at Elle fashion week. We did a little shopping before heading outside for a smoke, sat down on the edge of a large fountain just outside the Elle “enclosure” and sat and watched for a while. Models were coming and going in varying states of preparation all over the show and Georgie was pondering how the hell we could slide in and hob nob with the “beautiful people”. No sooner had she asked me to strut my stuff and blag us in just like at festivals back home I moved my hand back and what did I find… A security pass, this instantly brought the fiend out in Georgie, usually she will march back into Tesco’s if they over change her… Not this time! I slipped it in my pocket and we wandered around by the press registration area hoping to spot the kind of person that was sporting this particular type of pass… Lots of dolled up people were arriving and what looked like some Thai celebrities, also a fabulous drag queen in the most extreme wig I have ever seen. Unfortunately all we saw was invitations even for the photographers, so seeing as security was tighter than a ducks arse we decided not to chance a night in the cells, also we only had one pass and I didn’t want it work and be sat there on my own with the drag queen… We stood and watched for a while expecting something good to happen but it never did, they all trotted off into the big snazzy tent and that was that. We hailed a tuk tuk and headed back to our home from home, the Khao san road. It was the hight of rush hour and getting one that didn’t want a ridiculous amount was difficult enough, I managed to get one young lad down to a fair price and instantly regretted it. Obviously keen to get us where we wanted to go so he could pick up the next victim he tore off at awesome speed. Looking ahead there was no room to walk between the cars but this little fella was managing it at break neck speeds, initial terror soon gave way to mounting admiration for what was some amazing driving… It was fucking impressive! We got back safe and sound, went for some grub at a really nice place we found just of the Khao san then finished the evening just pottering about soaking it all in before we head off again.

This morning after a fairly good lie in we went for breakfast at the place we had eaten last night and as we finished and walked out we stumbled across Tom and Jo, two wicked people we were living next door to when we were on Koh Phagnan for a few weeks. Tom was the chap who taught Toby how to Poi and Jo was also a super poi’er. We sat and caught up with them for a while and then they had to head off to get some things from the MBK centre just around from central world, always up for a shop we joined them and had a wander around too. It was really good to see them again and I’m sure we will again soon, we all sloped back to the Khao san then Georgie and I booked our tickets for Koh Tao, tomorrow at 9pm. Got a few little eronds out the way like Ipod movies for buses and speakers for beach huts and that was about that for the day. Back to our room to slob out and get some sleep ready for the almighty weekend market. One last blast at the thing before we go home for Christmas…