First Time Visiting Bangkok & I Saw This

After landing in humidity-filled capital, I was walking through a terminal, gasping for what it seemed like very little oxygen. Was the air-conditioning on at the airport? Highly doubt it. A rush of just hell hit me before going to a taxi rank (and luckily a good one) to get a taxi to my hotel.

Shortly after getting to the hotel, now known as Avani Atrium, there was a disruptive flight attendant (Etihad Airways) giving the check-in desk lady repugnant lip service. While all of that was happening, I saw two “working” women walking out of the hotel lobby to get back to the streets.

This is Bangkok.

The picture, which is shown as the default, was utterly shocking to me. Having just come from gorgeous Sydney, Australia, a place where the harbour is covered in deep blue waters — seeing such a river was soul-torching. The amount of remorse I had, at the time, when I complained about everything I didn’t have, was criminal. After seeing such a river, I walked towards the center of the CBD, and let me just say this, Thailand in 2012 was not a safe place as it is today. Hold ups, ransoms and other crazy ass stories (that the media would never put out there) were rampant.

I recall looking over my shoulder constantly because I thought people were trying to kidnap me. After reaching a junction, I was accosted by a man who was trying to solicit sexual services to me. I walked for another 100m and the man’s pushiness grew — all while passing a man who looked dead underneath a foot bridge. He began to hurl nasty adjectives at me and called me poor, although he was trying to get my money on commission. These types of things I couldn’t change and probably can’t change, but the fact and matter is I saw pure destruction. I saw children walking around with bare feet. I noticed a stench of raw sewage on the streets and people were eating at tables just inches from the bodily fluids.

These people, like other people scattered across India, Africa, Bangladesh, China and so many other countries, are in need of something. They don’t need money at the moment, because if they get loads of money, they don’t know how to save it. Conditioning needs to happen. The mind needs to change, and little by little, it could be done.

I know there are a plentiful charities out there that give food, but it just doesn’t equate to changing the condition. Since then, Thailand has minimized those slums and now they’ve cleaned it up, but where I’m typing this still remains a problem….just under these train tracks are one of the biggest red-light districts in Asia and both women/men don’t own up to the ridiculousness they’ve gotten themselves into. There’s not a man, nor an amount of money that could save any of these people….but conditioning can.

Vientiane, Laos: Part II & The End – Opinion Has Changed

So, I’m standing in this long immigration line and I couldn’t help but look and see who was around me.  Smokers from Russia over my left shoulder, smoking where everyone was standing; backpackers who had red eyes a couple of people in front of me who had slow reactions to everything, druggies sitting on the ground talking about what drugs they’ve experienced with on Koh Phangan.

Do I need to continue?

Ok, so Laos attracts the bare minimum of humanity.  No, I have no authority, nor do I like speaking negatively about people, but to see these types of people entering Thailand, it’s no wonder the visa laws have gotten strict to get these types of individuals out.

Ok, outside of immigration, what else?

Vientiane Luxury Hotel – 3.5 out of 10 stars

Staff unhelpful, pool bar advertised but doesn’t serve drink, unhelpful and unfriendly staff from different nations (they’re not Laos people, but more Vietnamese and Indian), dated hotel, elevator looks like a horror film.

Grr, I hate being negative, but this could help people with making a decision on coming here in the future.  Why did I stay here? Looked very nice in pictures with great reviews.  Outside of a slightly above average breakfast, walking through the lobby scares me because everyone is just RUDE.

You’ve Pointed Out Everything NOT About Lao People

That’s right. Lao people are amazing.  The restaurants I’ve gone to have been superb.  Excellent service just outside the main road in town at a small, but wonderful restaurant with some pretty good food.  Went to a burger joint in the evening on Thursday and had a DELICIOUS Aussie burger.  Staff was FANTASTIC! Yes, the embassy employees were rude, but who wouldn’t be? If you would’ve seen some of those people yesterday, you would be disgusted.  But if I can some this all up, lao people are unbelievably friendly, but the city is overrun by druggies, smokers, and the worst backpackers in the world.  I was walking to my hotel yesterday and an American walked by, suspiciously looking at me, wreaking of marijuana and wanting a conversation, although he could hardly even hold himself up.

I’m grateful for Laos and Lao people, but this is a place I can never come to again because the energy is downright depressing.  Seeing these foreigners here, drugged out and socially awkward (AS HELL), makes me cringe.

So long, Laos!