|Outside the Golden Buddah Temple|
But I survived with the attitude of taking each moment for what it is, noticing the details of the journey like the cloud that looked like the happy dragon or the nice lady who asked me about my trip. It's all in the details, and the hostel where I am staying while I'm here in Bangkok could not be more perfect for that. It looks like a wooden junk yard but in the best possible way. There are signs all around with information about what you can't do or where you can go, vines hanging from the ceiling, random wooden bird cages, and all the blank walls have been written on by travelers passing through.
|Largest Golden Buddah|
|Temple in Chinatown|
|Riding in a tuk tuk.|