Old Bangkok

Old Bangkok

I have no problem embracing new stuff or appreciating the modernization of places I’ve once fallen in love with.

Today’s Bangkok is way different from when I took my very first weary walk along Surawong Road after checking into the Fuji Hotel back in 1988. And the Los Angeles I grew up in during the 1970s has changed (and grown!) tremendously. Yet I still love visiting both cities. As long as the amazing Chao Phraya River and the beautiful beaches of L.A. remain, I’ll keep coming back for more.

I don’t dwell on nostalgia but from time to time I can get a little giddy whenever I recognize a relic. Like the old moped above which stood against a wall in an old warehouse that’s been converted into a hyper-trendy café in Bangkok’s Song Wat neighborhood.

I guess that once you get as old as I am, it’s inevitable that even the most common utility eventually becomes symbolic of past times. Like an artifact or museum piece.