Not made for Thailand

I was under the impression that I would live like a queen, eat like a queen, shop like a queen and behave like a queen if I go to Thailand.
But I was no where near feeling like a royal blood and return homeland really shagged.(and with burnt arms.)

Pictures shall be upload when I have the ample time on Sunday. Just some snapshots here and there featuring real life in BBK.(Can anyone tell me what does one of the B stands for?Pardonne moi ignorance)

People told me that food is cheap, accessories is cheap & nice and most things ARE cheap. When I experienced it myself, I find nothing's that cheap and those cheap one are worthless and really, not nice items.
Worse is the food. I have zero appetite over there and did you see how food are handled there. I think food there are reuseable! Simply with any unfinished food, they sell it again.Not to mention with the glamourous flies dancing around.
I shop by spontaneity. Nothing fancys me,I buy nothing.Period.

Perhaps I was with the wrong group (But heck that cos' I am thankful to have my uncle & mum with me) and stayed in the wrong area.
Chinatown was where I was, budget hotel was where I stayed. Eerie,dim lighted corners make me shook with imagination of the bad kind.

Shall further narrate the story when I have the brain. It all fizzled off in Thai.

Would I go to BBK again?My honest opinion is heck no! (Unless I have to or Thailand snows)

On the other hand, my dear friend Irene had hella good time at Spain.
Watching Beckham in Real Marid Stadium? Get real! Jason would go crazy at any matches watch in REAL stadiums.(Especially the one that featured that cannon)
Sick of pastas & pizzas, alright.I would rather get stuffed by those than another trip to Thailand.

Maybe months later, I would forget and would try my luck one more time. But for now, I say 'Long live Thai King' but I stick to my so called democratic PAP for a while.