My People are Nordic
 

Somewhere between emerging from the delightful chill of our hotel room and walking down the three flights of grand staircase I became a sweaty puddle of a person. Walking down our half mile soi (a big alley off main streets) in the 98 degree, 72% humidity I think I was actually leaving a trail behind me.

Meanwhile, the cool as a cucumber Thai ladies were wearing cardigans and skinny jeans without as much as a forehead sheen.

My people are nordic. I’m not built for this.

We climbed the stairs of the nearest skywalk, leaving the heat from street vendors, the asphalt and the thick crowds beneath us. In the comparative coolness of the shaded walkway we soon arrived at one of the many glamorous malls. Gleaming white, 10 floors, full of clothing stores where the biggest size is a US 6, and most importantly air conditioned.

Cooled off enough to maintain a thought, we managed to make it several city blocks, entirely inside connected mazes of magnificent malls until we spotted another heat hideout.

Self portrait in Bangkok. 

Self portrait in Bangkok. 

Our little hipster hearts skipped a beat as we spotted a little movie theater, nestled between the glamorous mega-malls, vintage marquee calling to us with film titles familiar & unfamiliar.

After a confusing bout of trying to gesture where we’d like to sit in the movie theater through the glass of the ticket window, we wandered to our theater and slipped into a couple seats in the back.

The black screen was delightfully lacking in Coca Cola commercials so we whispered in the quiet theater and sipped on our water bottle straws until an image of the King popped up on the screen and everyone leapt to their feet. The Thai royal anthem played over a slow montage of photographs of members of the increasingly familiar to us royal family. Lèse majesté is no joke here — a Thai Faceook user recently got 35 years for insulting the monarchy in his posts. 

The King's anthem at the movie theater was full of images of the long-ruling King Bhumibol Adulyadej & his newly ascended son. Thailand was also full of memorials with official portraits like the one above & very strict about respect for the monarchy. We kept our normal snark in check. 

The King's anthem at the movie theater was full of images of the long-ruling King Bhumibol Adulyadej & his newly ascended son. Thailand was also full of memorials with official portraits like the one above & very strict about respect for the monarchy. We kept our normal snark in check. 

We’d chosen whatever was showing soon, which in this case was an Russian sci-fi movie — Attraction. At times the entire screen was a sea of subtitles and translations — Thai & English for the dialogue plus Thai, English & Russian for text on screen.

The movie was good, but the AC was great.