After a breakfast of
crackers in our room, we walked out to the main road and flagged down
a taxi to take us to the train station. When we found the ticket
office, a 'helpful', official-looking woman listened to our
description of what we were after – a combined train and boat
ticket to get us down to Koh Tao – and then led us up to a travel
agent upstairs. There, another 'helpful' woman checked availability
and quoted us a price, but it seemed very high, so we went back
downstairs to the ticket office and discovered that we could get
exactly what we were after directly from the train people for
significantly less.
We then walked down
to Chinatown. We had been meaning to go there every day we've been in
Bangkok – we had heard it was very lively and a great place to get
street food - but when the time came to go, we were always too tired.
Unfortunately, today was Sunday, so pretty much everything was shut.
We did manage to find an okay dim sum place for lunch, and then
walked past rows of shuttered shops to the river, where we bought
some slushies and then hopped on a boat that took us down to a pier
close to our hostel. Kate had read about a good 'family restaurant'
in the area, so we walked around for a while looking for it, in the
process stumbling across the back end of a wonderful derelict
building we had seen from the water – the old Customs House.
Continuing our
search, we next found ourselves in what appeared to be a little
Muslim enclave – a warren of little alleyways and shops and houses.
We emerged near Harmonique and were soon back at the hostel. In the
evening, we went back out looking for, and found, Kate's restaurant,
where we had some nice curries for dinner.
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