Bangkok is a unique city, full of paradoxes. The slums situated right next to some of the most fabulous hotels in the world, the lush greenery popping through the concrete in between the buildings, the many MANY smells, both nauseating and appetizing. These are just some of the things that come to mind when I think of the city I grew up in – my favorite city in the world, Bangkok. It is a city unlike any other.
I lived in Bangkok for 12 years, and so, it feels like home. But at the same time, I have to wonder how a city I have lived in for that long can still surprise me. Every time I travel back I am shocked (in a good way usually) by what I see, yet I still get that familiar feeling of belonging. Maybe it is the authentic food that keeps me coming back or maybe it’s the fantastic shopping…But I think it’s because the city itself is unlike any place else in the world.
I have grown up now. I am no longer the little girl sitting beneath the banana trees eating sticky rice and day dreaming. I have been around the world, city after city, place after place, and yet, I still yearn for Bangkok. When my feet touch the soil after the VERY long plane ride from New York, something happens to me and I feel like I am home.
My amazing Bangkok. For those just passing through, it is easy to enjoy and marvel at the strange, the exotic, the advanced. The paradoxes are what make the city. That’s the thing about Bangkok. It doesn’t fit the mold of what a city should be and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I hope it continues to surprise me and captivate me every time I venture there.