Ah Bangkok... you feisty beast filled with unlimited possibilities for wonderment and awe. The intervening years since my last visit have not done much to change you. But what is 15 years in a culture that stretches back through the centuries.
Your Grand Palace provides confirmation that life must be pretty damn fine... if you are a royal. (anywhere in the world) The opulence is overwhelming and the size of the grandeur assaults the senses... and the giants are... well... giant. Except for the guys doing all the heavy lifting. The Giant Mini Me... Always the little guy putting in the yards whilst the bigger dudes just stand there and look menacing... its the way of the world it seems...