The day we finally got some sight-seeing done. First it was the 32m high buddha at Wat Indrawihan, just around the corner and then, after an abortive attempt to catch an express boat, we caught a bus to the Grand Palace. We eventually found the entrance - a few signposts wouldn't go amiss - and battled our way through the hordes of tourists to look at the Temple of the Emerald Buddha and the palace itself.
Wat Pho, the oldest and largest Wat in Bangkok and the largest reclining Buddha was next. Then we caught a boat across the river to Wat Arun, the temple of the dawn. We climbed up its really steep steps for a view of the city. As we were told at Borobudur, life is a struggle, hence the unergonomic steps.
We were flying today. Back to the Khao San Road for dinner and then back to the National Museum. Thailand wouldn't have much historical interest without Buddhism. The various kings have been good chaps though. Learning English, going to school in Britain, inventing the post office, trains etc. and trying to follow the western lead without losing the Thai culture. It's a shame they didn't build an underground.
We went back to the River Guest House, got a shower, had some food and caught the bus to the train station. The bus didn't go as close to the station as we were expecting but we made it with plenty of time to spare. The train was as good as the last overnighter and we even got free bottles of water.
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