To catch up, check out Part 1 of Bangkok.
Exhausted from jet lag and the heat, we soldiered on post-pub to Jackie’s Tailor. We had heard great things about many different tailors (and there are hundreds to choose from), but we liked the look and vibe at Jackie’s shop. Not to mention, he offered us more cold beer and water. Believe me when I tell you that these photos only show a very small portal into the world of fabric in this shop. I couldn’t stop snapping the camera.
Within minutes, we had picked out a suit fabric, shirt fabrics, silk lining and custom monogramming. Jackie himself measured Dane and we made an appointment for later that night to have a fitting.
We had reservations for that evening at Breeze at Lebua, so we hopped a tuk-tuk and headed back to our hotel. For anyone that is completely unfamiliar with a tuk-tuk, imagine an open-air cab made of flimsy tin with a battery pack on the side. Not only is this questionable mode of transportation reliable — it’s scarily fun and cheap!
Showered, cleaned up and ready to take on Bangkok’s night life, we hopped in the car waiting for us to hit up Dane’s suit fitting, followed by our reservation at the sky bar.
|For those planning a trip to Thailand, make sure to check dress codes at the places you’ll be visiting while packing! Many places require long shirts and pants for men.|
We had only experienced amazing cab/tuk-tuk/car service up until this point, but occasionally there is room for error, right? Right.
I can only describe our driver as confused and irritable, which made 3 of us total in the car after sitting in standstill traffic with Mr. FunTime for 2 hours. Bangkok rush hour is no freaking joke!
At one point, he suggested we get out and walk to our destination. Dane and I laughed about the situation and took it all in stride.
The suit fitting went amazingly well (aside from the traffic situation) and Mr. FunTime instructed us to get in the car quickly so we could make it to the restaurant, at which point he drove approximately 2 mph and let every car/bus/tuk-tuk/pedestrian go in front of him. You do you, buddy — not like we have any place to be.
We FINALLY made it to Breeze, at which point we were so exhausted we could hardly keep our eyes open. It was now 9PM and we had severely overestimated our energy levels given the jet lag and heat. We didn’t want to give up our reservation, so we rallyed BIG TIME to try and enjoy the night.
The Hangover 2 was filmed at Lebua, so some of these photos may look familiar! We dined at Breeze, located on the 52nd floor, and sat at a table that looked out over the entire city. It was so romantic, but I wished I was more awake/less cranky to have enjoyed it more. The food was incredible — probably the best fried rice I’ve ever tasted.
After dinner, we went up to the 64th floor to Sky Bar, where everyone was in full on party mode. At almost 11PM, we were in anything BUT party mode. With a 6am flight to ChiangMai, we hailed a cab back to the Sheraton Royal Orchid and fell into bed.