The King of Thailand died yesterday. As an American I’ve never been keen on the monarchy concept. But by all accounts, Bhumibol Adulyadej was revered by the Thai people and he seemed to have a genuine concern for the well-being of his citizens.
Things seem pretty much business as usual here in Bangkok, with one notable exception. Last night I walked over to see what was happening at Nana Plaza. It was dark. That’s huge! Got back to my Soi and all seemed normal. Until the police showed up. In brown shirts. Whereupon they ordered all the bars to close down immediately. That certainly put a damper on my usual routine. Not sure how long this restriction on alcohol consumption is going to last, I’ve heard rumors of 30 days. I’m supposed to compete in a dart tournament tonight, we’ll see if that is still happening.
Last night’s dining extravaganza:
I guess it is apparent that I’m taking a bit of a holiday from the low-carb lifestyle as well. I’ll get back on the program when I return home on Sunday. At least I’m maintaining my walking rhythm.
In other news, I foolishly failed to pack a sufficient quantity of vaping juice to get me through the week. I realized this on Tuesday. Went online to see if there were any retailers in the area only to discover that not only does no one sell vape supplies, they are illegal to even possess. Well, I had heard that on the street and now I’m glad they didn’t search my carry on bag when I arrived at customs. I brought 10 vaping pens and 90 ML of oil with me. I’ve since lost one of my pens and consumed 80 ML of juice.
Anyway, I was trying to decide what to do. Cut back on consumption, go full on and deal with nicotine withdrawal symptoms when I’d exhausted my supply of oil, or heaven forbid, buy a pack of cigarettes. As I contemplated these options while walking the streets of Bangkok yesterday afternoon I happened upon a street vendor selling vaping supplies. It was a bit of kismet because I normally don’t even look at the crap being sold on the street.
Now it’s time to head out and burn some of those carbs I’ve been consuming. See you on the other side!
UPDATE: I guess it’s official. No nightlife for 30 days.