Anyway, we arrived in Bangkok and, following the recent military coup, we expected to see some tanks and the army at the airport but everything is just carrying on as normal. The King is far more important to the Thai people than government, and every gate’s sky-bridge said ‘Long Live the King’ or something about his 60th year as King. 
When we got into the terminal it was a sea of yellow polo shirts. As with Cambodia, each day has a colour and although yellow is for Mondays, that’s the day the King was born, so people wear yellow all the time as a sign of respect.
Took the bus into the city and Sam sat by the stinkiest man ever! He had his arm propped up on his backpack at one point, but the passengers’ watering eyes and gagging noises finally gave him the hint.
Found an online offer for Le Bua Hotel in Silom (for about 30% of the usual price) so decided to splash out. We were escorted to the 55th floor and into a massive suite, (managed to contain our excitement in front of the lady - then ran around squealing as soon as she left!)
This is the view from the window – unfortunately, the safety regulations have changed so you aren’t allowed out on the balconies anymore!
Found an online offer for Le Bua Hotel in Silom (for about 30% of the usual price) so decided to splash out. We were escorted to the 55th floor and into a massive suite, (managed to contain our excitement in front of the lady - then ran around squealing as soon as she left!)
This is the view from the window – unfortunately, the safety regulations have changed so you aren’t allowed out on the balconies anymore!
