Hab Wolfpack in Bangkok, flix plice

HAI THERE, Merry Christmas! I had an awesome Christmas Eve, but more on that later. I’m stuck at home right now on Christmas though, can’t really find anything to do in Singapore anymore :( I’ll take the time to blog about my 5 days trip in Bangkok instead!

There was alot of panic and imagination going wild before the trip because of the bomb threats (and actual bombs found and defused) two days prior to our departure. Luckily, I didn’t let my thoughts get the better of me so from the 18th to 22nd, I finally got my long awaited trip to Bangkok with the Wolfpack. Wolfpack aka Darren, Deon, Kenny and Tzuming, by the way going with them was the best decision ever because they made everything x1928927397439473 times funnier and better. I have no idea how the wolfpack thing came about but I suppose it has something to do with the birthday card Tzuming received.

 

Mama sent all five of us to the airport where we had macs before joining the ridiculously long queue for check-in. Darren and Kenny were wearing similar shirts which is pretty inappropriate given the fact that we’re about to step into a land filled with bapoks and guys who like guys (no discrimination intended). Darren’s teacher-look and gentle ways during the entire trip did not help at all either hahahahahahahahaha, quite amusing.
Pictures we took upon getting into the transit area. Pretty excited!

ON THE PLANEEEEEEEEE, psyched. We were pretty lucky to be seated next to each other and I got the window seat hehehehe. I love planes, love love love love love love absolutely love. Deon made friends with the stranger next to him :d

By some sort of magical ability to twist my body into awkward positions that fit into a small airplane seat, I feel asleep. Like seriously knock out all the way till we landed, and bam we’re in SuvernaBHUMi airport.

Darren’s dad has an apartment in BKK since he goes there regularly for business trips. Uncle was also there to pick us up at the airport before bringing us back to his apartment to put our things down. The apartment’s where we stayed in for the entire trip, so thankful for that because it was really convenient and helped us to save on lodging. It was pretty squeezy though but we went grocery shopping and bought an extra mattress to sleep on + cleaning supplies.

Ming and I got there first because we shared the cab with uncle and we didn’t get lost, unlike the rest hehehehehe. GOT CONNED WITHIN THE FIRST FEW HOURS OF THE TRIP. Notice that Darren and his dad has the same way of walking, quite cool. DAMN THANKFUL THAT WE HAD THEM AROUND OR BANGKOK WOULD’VE HAD US.

Had lunch at the nearby foodcourt and I had really bad gastric, reason unknown but it probably has to do with eating at 3pm. We went hotel-shopping after that because we thought the apartment didn’t have enough space. I was dying from the pain, say real. After about three hotels, we decided to screw it and squeeze into the apartment instead.

The Link2 apartment was on Sukhumvit Road which was in On Nut, pretty far from all the shopping places but it was okay because travelling proved to be quite a fun experience for us. We had a Tesco Lotus near us, kind of like an NTUC but a ridiculously cheap one. Grocery shopping has never been that fun because we screwed the whole maintaining image thing (never mind ah, never going to see all these people anymore) and played with trolleys. Funny story: Darren and his dad went to find mattresses, Ming went to find soap, we went off and he couldn’t find us so we started finding him. Kenny walked off to find him and Kenny got lost, so Deon plus me in the trolley decided that we’re the last few surviving so we had to stick together. Kenny came back after a few minutes, then Ming showed up looking super relieved. “Walao I cannot find you all and I have no money no phone, never felt that lost in my life. I thought I can never see you guys again.”, got the group hug feel. I want to laugh when I think about it now, too funny!!!!! We stuck together and tried to find Darren and his dad, nonstop reminding each other “EH COME BACK DON’T WALK OFF ALONE LATER LOST”. They showed up fifteen minutes later with groceries in hand, likeaboss. Scenario = win. Uncle introduced us to the train system in BKK, and we got this awesome cheatsheet, then class was released for us to go shopping by ourselves! CHATU-FREAKING-CHAK \m/ ^^

Shop like never give chance but I couldn’t find anything whereas the guys were really on a roll slippers, shirts, pants nonstop. UNTIL like the last half an hour when we were leaving the market, we saw the girl-heaven part. ALL THE THINGS I WANT WERE ALL THERE, but we were leaving and I couldn’t get anything so it was pretty sad.

Motorcycles were pretty much the best form of transport for us, cheap 10baht thrill. We went to meet uncle before he brought us out for dinner at this pub/restaurant specially chosen because they all wanted to watch the Arsenal v Mancity game.

We watched another game before the Arsenal one at 1am and I was pretty knocked out from one cup of beer and it was freezing in the restaurant so all of us headed out for a breather and I fell asleep HAHAHAHAHAHAHA xiaopang win. We went back to watch football after awhile and BAMMMM, the place transformed because it was buzzing with people (who are not watching football at all so it was vaire vaire tres annoying). Turns out that the live performances there were a favorite amongst the locals, there was also this bapok comedian who performed weird songs dressed in only his tighty-whities (I think he shoved sponge infront so his crotch area was really obscene). It was funny, until this group of people decided to sit themselves at the table infront of the screen and block the view. Plus they kept standing up and (stupid stupid stupid until quite funny) dancing, especially at the important parts where we’re at the edge of our seats and then this fatty decided to wiggle his junk at us. Yuck. It was a good game though, or whatever that I can see while dodging the people blocking my view.

 

We went back home to clean up the entire place and slept really late that night. Darren got cold and took out his eskimo outfit, rad.

DAY 2:

Woke up to this, and this also continued for the remaining days. Either that or they’ll be trying out massaging techniques, or wrestling hahahaha. Wrestling as in the pin your friend down in painful positions until they smack the bed and countdown from ten seconds kind of thing, being with them is pure entertainment like watching tv but live! We went swimming! Bangkok’s air is really dry as compared to Singapore so even though the sun was blazing hot, we get the chills! Our apartment’s pool was in the shade because the building blocked the sun so the water was freezing. We spent half an hour trying to get everyone else to jump into the icy waters, but apeman had a brilliant idea, which was to monkey and climb into the Link3’s pool which wasn’t in the shade. He succeeded and remained dry all the way until he climbed into Link3, hurray. So anyway, we did that too, daredevils living on the edge aren’t we.

We didn’t swim at all in the end hahahahaha, did jumping jacks to stay alive and it really felt like titanic true story.

Sigh, boys watching soccer.

 

Lunch (and awesome delish fruit juice) before taking the train down to Chit Lom for Platinum Mall!

The guys went to make their suits and left me at Platinum to my own devices for two hours. I thought I’d be in shopping heaven, but not really because the things there weren’t really my taste. It’s all lacey, flowery, fluffy and… Yea.

THEY CAME BACK FOR ME! Surprisingly I did more shopping with them than alone. But maybe that’s because I wasn’t stuck on the first floor walking about in circles because I’m a direction idiot.

HarryPotter-ing with Rudolph > MacDonald dinner with Ronald’s sawadeeka gesture > Taking advantage of Christmas decorations for camwhoring, yes the boys were totally riding that sleigh. Plastic bags in my hands are not all my shopping, I was like a part-time maid but only difference is that I volunteered for the job hahahahhahaha helpful and nice.

That’s how we roll, proud of our new tees. Kenny accidentally photobombed the three of us blind mice when he ran out from the freezing cold shower. We went to club at Shock39 after that! I was so so so excited because it was my first time clubbing ever and I was prepared to shuffle hahahahahahaha for real.

Weirdly interesting night as it turns out. We got rejected by two cabs because they no speak english, and we finally got one who thought he knows where we wanted to go. Brought us to Hollywood Bangkok which is some stripper place but luckily the bouncers directed him to the correct place. In one sentence, which is truly amazing because Ming even tried sign language and failed hahahahahaha.

We were all prepared to dance and imitate the guy we were observing while he ruined our soccer night the day before. Serious observe, I took mental notes on each hip sway or thrust quite funny. Got an entire bottle of cranberry vodka and some pepsi (all finished by the four of them, I barely drank). And they partied, and partied so hard I was proud of them *chest pump*. Darren was the champ of course, he never left the dancefloor and he get hit on when he went to the toilet. The rest pretty much stayed by my side the whole night, or jiggled/shuffled/danced next to our table. So nice of them, I felt like a real mama hahahahaha. Despite that, someone touched my ass which resulted in me gluing my butt to a chair or wall for the remaining time. Deon spent about 20 minutes walking to and fro, asking me if I remember where we stayed in case they all got drunk, quite funny but that’s his usual drunk self.

Darren the teacher whatsapped me a map, which was not really helpful because I forgot to download it hahahaha. I had to make my way back to the apartment with two drunk boys and it was quite funny. Darren puked out of the cab’s window which pissed the driver off but honestly, I’m sure the vomit cleaned the dust off instead but yea we had to pay extra. Best part was walking back home with them. Deon puked in the middle of the road while we were crossing, so we ran across the remaining part of the road while Darren and the rest stayed at the intersection hahahaha. THEN Darren started vomiting so I ran back with tissue, while Deon stripped on the other end. Hilarious shit, I cannot tahan when I visualize now. Remainder journey while walking, we had to half-drag Darren and convince Deon to keep his shirt on.


Random story: Tzuming underpacked for the trip, he only had an extra set of clothes so he needed pajamas that Darren offered to lend him. Pajamas aka a yellow shirt. On the third morning after Darren woke up from his drunken stupor after the previous night's clubbing,
D: Ming.
T: Ya?
D: Why you wearing my blue shirt.
T: *cheeky ape smile* Hahahahaha, I came back and I couldn't find the shirt. Try talking to you also no use so just take a new one
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA must be there to find it funny, Darren was seriously speechless. We found the shirt on a chair under Tzuming's bag on the last day. End of random story.

DAY 3:

Brunch at this roadside stall which was good stuff. The food there is really good, and if anyone ever goes to Sukhumvit road and sees this little Coffee Huk place tucked away in a corner, do try it! It has the best coffee I ever tasted the entire trip, don’t be deceived by the bad name. The uncle is really nice too, he talked to me while making coffee and even brought our drinks over to the table we were seated at even though he didn’t need to. I like nice kind thai people hehehehe :>

Platinum again, but this time I made my way there alone because the tuktuk was really small and the guys needed to get their suits. It was fun though because I felt fearless and really tourist-like (Okay I know technically I am a tourist but I like to pretend I’m a backpacker so whoever laughed at me that day, stop laughing). I think it’s weird that I like being alone :B

Meet up with them again after awhile, then we tuktuk-ed to the National Stadium so that they can get their soccer jerseys. We even stayed for abit to watch some local school’s soccer match, quite good actually. Absolutely miss the street food there :(

 

Darren the teacher ate some creepycrawlies, om nom nom yum yum.

MBK bored the heck out of us all because there’s nothing at all! We tuktuk-ed to Nana which is the wrong place once again because it was filled with people trying to pull us into watching their ThaiGirl shows. Interesting things once again, it was really the place made to scam gullible tourists. They sold slippers at 450 when we originally got them at 120 at some other place. MUST BARGAIN IF YOU EVER GO THERE.

Back to On Nut, where we waited for them to dropped the things at the apartment before exploring the night bazaar nearby. Deon discovered something, “EH WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LEG, I’M LIKE FREAKING FRODO LEH.”

DAY 4:

Boys in their relax pants got breakfast back, it was a feast. STREET FOOD <3 I hate that Singapore doesn’t have that. Once again, we platinum-ed and the guys finally collected their suits! We headed to Sala Deang after that because we thought there was a nightmarket there. Had dinner at this a random expensive restaurant. Once again, we made the wrong choice because the street was just about 50 metres away from the shady place we were the previous night. And we only realized this after staring at this familiar KFC. Ended up kind of running away from that place and walking about randomly. We also dropped by random hotels because somebody wanted to take a dump.

Went back to pack our bags and clean the apartment up!

Day 5:

Sigh, once again trying out their massaging techniques! Darren and I headed out in the morning to grab some last minute shopping. Came back, bathed and grabbed some snacks nearby ESPECIALLY DIARY QUEEN before we took a cab to the airport.

Grabbed the best chicken wings ever in the transit area, followed by some mango glutinous rice. I miss the mango glutinous rice so much, constantly having a bad craving for it especially the one we got from streetstalls.

Got back to the lovely land of crazy taxi fares, rude people and pure boredom at around six in the evening. Had dinner at Souperlicious in Terminal 2 for the first time ever and it was gooooooood. I miss hanging out with them 24/7 and listening to their nonstop soccer talk or bickering so much. We have plans for another trip soon, can’t wait hehehe!