Bangkok is a crazy city. Truly. I don’t know if I’ve ever been more overwhelmed or just permanently confused traveling around any other city. Aside from the super efficient public transport system (which only services a portion of the city), nothing in Bangkok makes sense. There are abandoned, trash-filled lots next to pristine temples, taxi cabs are pink and bright green, motorbikes overtake pedestrian sidewalks because of the insane traffic on the streets (which is terrifying if you’re just walking along and one whizzes by), and it’s never clear if you’re getting helped or scammed, a good deal vs a rip-off.
The only constant in the city though, seems to be the street food. The always-delicious, mouthwatering street food. Colorful stands offer the best scents and eye candy as you walk the street. Any street, really. You can’t walk a block without passing at least one vendor. Which makes all-day feasting so fun and also – CHEAP.
From what I understand, the Chinese started the street food movement in BKK (and established the biggest Chinatown I’ve ever seen by the way), and the Thais have run with it. There’s also a lot of Indian vendors as well.
Everything from crazy colorful fruits to roasted nuts to made-to-order noodles and eggs — you can literally eat every meal on the street and have it be totally different.
Smaller restaurants / diners are also popular, where you’re practically on the street and often in a garage. Sometimes the food in these cases is actually cooked in a cart on the street and served to you inside.
First, the fruit. It was just beautiful!
I think my favorite was the scrambled omelette, served with rice of course. (God how I miss not having rice with breakfast.)
All in all, the food wasn’t enough to make me wanna stay any longer in BKK – that place was too much for me. Happy to head to Chiang Mai, where the pace is a bit slower!