As well as the amazing colours on the inside there are a host of charms and flora on the dash board or strung from the rear view mirror. It's done as a kind of car insurance. Pok Pong iprotects against road type perils while Pok Gun is taking measures to avoid death such as wearing a helmet, seatbelt or not weaving in and out of traffic within yards of death. Unsurprisingly the Thais tend to choose Pok Gun.
When I landed at Bangkok and grabbed a cab I tried to put the seat belt on. The taxi driver muffled 'not needed not needed' and waved me to put the seat belt down. On closer inspection on this and every cab I've been in, the buckle of the seat belt has been removed, making the 'belt' aspect rather redundant.
For my flight with Fhon she showed me to the rather swish airport lounge we were entitled to sit in. A break away from the hustle and bustle of a day in Bangkok it served that well known combination of popcorn amd dired fish sugar on rice, wrapped in a square leaf. I caused much amusement on trying to eat the leaf, only to find it was stapled together.
The juice they served and in fact any drink or food item served in simply drenched in sugar. Healthy stir fry, add some sugar. Plain rice dish, add a super sweet sticky sauce. Coffee without sugar is almost unheard of and Diet Coke a myth long forgotten.
As the founders of Red Bull and other energy drinks the Thais seem to have more than a fondness for the sweet stuff - it is a way of life. The Red Bull sold here comes in 100ml bottles, a concentrate of its weaker Western sister.
The juice at the airport is what is served up as concentrated squash. It's amazing how quickly you get a taste for it though.
When in the air we flew above this
.....before landing at possibly the best airport in the world.
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