7 dresses, 5 tops, 4 bags, 1 watch, 1 pair of shoes, 1 pair of cuff links later......

"May JetStar Asia passengers Ms Nursafarena binte Abdul Rahim and Ms Sim Shu Fen Sheena please proceed to Gate D32 for immediate boarding."

We, were too engrossed playing with our phones and talking, and totally forgot about boarding the plane 40 mins before time! When we heard our names booming over the system of the airport, we ran! Ran like there were a thousand mad men behind us. It was soooo funny, yet so memorable. What a way to start our virgin girlfriend trip overseas.

In fact, the day didn't start off too well with me being super duper late and the appearance of the Mother. Well, it was all pretty much forgotten once we stepped foot into the plane. Excitement and anxiety was an entire hive of bees in our tummies, as we blabbered throughout the 2 hour flight to keep Farena's motion sickness at bay.

Day One:

Thank goodness for our in-built female instincts that prevented us from being cheated of 700 Baht for a 30 minute taxi ride from the airport to our hotel. Which instead, cost us 180 Baht instead! After the hustle and bustle of checking in and all, we settled for a nice and warm dinner of not very yummy Pad Thai and yummy dummy tom yam woon sen!



Day Two:

We woke up early for the invasion of Chatuchak market. Armed with intense hunger for shopping, and our shopping bags, we pranced into Chatuchak market, jumping for joy. Once our dear Farena started the ball rolling, it rolled and rolled and rolled and there was no end! Spent less than 5 minutes in every single shop and came out with something, barely 2 hours later, we raised the white flag for part one of our shopping frenzy. At this point, our shopping bags were threatening to burst and our wallets were deflating at an alarming rate. We had to stop for a breather before we hyperventilated and dehydrated and died right there on the spot looking like mad aunties.

Part Two was slow cos our weak hearts couldn't take the rate of our expenditure anymore. The heat was sizzling us like some hotcakes and our backs were breaking. After 5 hours of bargaining and racing heartbeats, we threw in the towel and called it quits. Only to realise, we only conquered a grand total of an incomplete section of the Chatuchak market.

We were SGD 400 poorer.

The rest of the day and night was spent recuperating and rehydrating and of course, as our brains gave up on us, our bimbotic alter egos set in and hours of fashion shows was put up right in our hotel room.

Finally at 7, we concussed. We didn't even make it to MBK as initially planned even in our pyjamas. That was how dead we were.

Utterly defeated by Chatuchak market. Tsk tsk tsk.

Day Three:

The MBK, Siam Center and Siam Paragon is the ultimate shopper's paradise. As we proceeded along the linked walkways between the shopping centres, we felt the less need to pull out our wallets. We were happy and satisfied.

Oh! The cafes were simply beeauuutiffuulllll.

Once again, our dear Farena never fails to impress. She ordered Turquoise Fizz, the menu stated the ingredients as such: (Grenadine, Pineapple Juice and Pear Juice). She, tried so hard to make it understood to the minimal English speaking cute guy waiter that she wanted PINEAPPLE JUICE while pointing vigorously at TURQUOISE FIZZ. Poor guy. Poor poor poor confused creature.

I nearly fainted with laughter.

Siam Paragon is pure tai tai's heaven. NO shopping centre in Singapore can beat Siam Paragon. NONE even comes close. We couldn't even find a single Watson's in Siam Paragon to replenish the batteries of my dead camera. The supermarket was a Gourmet Market. Where else can you find Ferarri, Lamborghini, Porsche, BMW, Maserati, Hermes, Chanel, Tod's, and the list just goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on, in the same building that's designed to take your breath away even before you even stepped into the building??

I cannot even go on to elaborate how gorgeous the place is. It was so beautiful I didn't know where exactly to get out of the building.

After one round of purely window shopping, not by choice, we went back to our hotel.

Initial plan was to head for Suan Lum Night Market, but we somehow ended up at the wrong BTS station cos of wrong directions given by the BTS staff.

We ended up at Patpong, Thailand's red light district.

Even so, we shopped like there was no tomorrow despite being pestered every 5 minutes to go for a "Pussy sex show - very cheap, very nice!", try that in Thai accent.

These Thai men have no qualms about grabbing female tourists by their arms. By the end of it, both of us felt like if we were touched one more time, we would bonk them on their heads with our shopping bags.

Patpong was an adventure.

This is the time I saw Farena, totally lose focus, most probably due to culture shock. She just spaced out most of the time, and you can't imagine the funniest things she would say. Try bargaining with Farena smiling VERY apologetically to the stall owner saying "Sorry sorry, we don't have enough money on us, so we cannot buy.", while trying very hard to pull her away and the stall owner also trying very hard to hold us back.

I felt like a piece of chewing gum stuck between the floor and someone's slipper.

We accidentally wandered into a super duper dark alley, with absolutely no lights, and NO ONE. Well, let's just say we came out safely, to continue on our Patpong misadventure.

Almost done with our shopping, Miss Farena announces "I'm getting the hang of this!".

Thank you dear, we're seriously almost done here.

By the second day, we had already packed our luggages.

By the third night, we had already packed, unpacked, and repacked our luggages, trying to do our utmost to shut the zips.

In all, we couldn't bear to leave Bangkok. The shopping, the tom yam woon sen, the SGD 1.20 beef kway teow that was so delicious, the bargaining, the dunkin' donuts and the honking cars that came from EVERY single possible direction.

We will definitely come back. Soon. I'll leave the pics to Farena. I'm too lazy.