It's our last day in Bangkok!...errrr 9 months ago.. i remember thanking guan yin ma it was over because with every meal we edged closer to our deathbed. But that also meant my 2 scary companions were going to eat as if was their last living day.
Our breakfast plans for braised pork leg rice (again smh) were dealt a blow as sab x2 decided not to operate that day. We chose to eat at the dependable Platinum Mall food court instead.
A desperate attempt to search for melt in your mouth pork ended in sheer disappointment. We struggled to finish this.. So different. So 不一样 *echoes 不一样!*
A crispy oyster omelette that wasn't that great either.
Luckily i was born with good taste and managed to choose something decent in my pork noodles.
As we still had time after a thoroughly unsatisfying meal, we decided to shop a little before going food hunting again.
Really tempted to get the underwear that exposes your buttcheeks and saikang. Now you can shit without taking off your underpants! Such a game changer.
Boys being boys, the shopping didn't last long and we turned up at Victory Monument for the usuals boat noodles.
During this trip, we had the "best" wanton mee, "best" boat noodles and "best" pad thai. Only the latter obtained our seal of approval.
Still, the boat noodles did taste good. Just that it paled in comparison to the mindblowing experience when we first sampled them a few years back.
We returned to Centralworld for some air conditioned salvation and stumbled upon this cafe. Pancake was always on our agenda throughout the trip, but we were always too full to eat it. We sadly walk passed it and never returned.
JUST KIDDING HOW CAN YOU SAY NO TO A CHOCOLATE LAVA PANCAKE WITH CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM TOPPED WITH SHAVED WHITE CHOCOLATE AND WHIPPED CREAM AND A SIDE OF CUSTARD??
I was actually trying to snipe the chio bu with big tits behind but Kelly's fat head and muscles were in the way. The pancakes were superb though, and we ended our food-a-thon on the sweetest diabetic note.
Outside of the mall, it was a different food fair from the one on the first day. This one looked much more appealing and happening but my intestines were so full of shit that i could no eat no more.
My heart says yes but my stomach says oh god pls no.
Lady dropping some sick beats. The sound of meat meeting cleaver, such therapeutic music.
There's even dining areas for eating and plants for... good oxygen? We were really disheartened from not being able to eat anything here because we 无能.
So we prayed at the temple outside: "请保佑我们可以吃炸肉." And with the power of the gods, we dabaoed some meat to the airport.
Researching alternatives to get home. I guess our ubering habit in Bangkok got a little out of hand..
Documentary on 3 cute kittens while waiting for our ride to the airport, narration by Ally, Kelly and Kenny.
Because man does not live by meat alone, we pooled all our coins to buy a pretzel sandwich. I'm so sorry to put you through this, Auntie Anne cashier.
Ok the pretzel sandwich was shit i take back my apologies #sorrynotsorry
I never thought i would last until the plane. Throughout the trip, i questioned myself many times. Is this how it all ends? Am i going to die from overdosing on pork neck? But jokes aside, this was a really good getaway for me given the circumstances. Thanks again Kelly and Ally for being such bros accompanying me on this mission to halve Thailand's supply of pork. 10/10 will cuddle together and giggle about cute boys all night again. And with that, i leave you with proof of our bromance.
Now that Bangkok is done, are you boys and girls looking forward to OUR MOTHERFUCKIN JAPAN CHRONICLES? WOOOOO 来一点尖叫声!!!!!!! Stay tuned.
- End of Bangkok Trip -
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