We talked about our planned trip tomorrow to Muang Boran. After lunch, we went upstairs and played cards for a while. Everyone seemed pretty tired and no one wanted to do anything. I relaxed all afternoon. I decided that I wanted a burger for dinner. I planned to go with most of the group to MBK where there is a Burger King. We took the short cab ride down there. I got the Double Outlaw, two beef patties with cheese, onion rings, and bacon. The combo came with free ice cream sundae. The burger was smaller than a Burger King burger in the US. It was just what I wanted and it filled me up.
After dinner, I walked across the street with Carolina to the Bangkok Art and Culture Center. She had been there before and knew what to see there. The bottom four floors are set up like a shopping mall. Each "shop" is a different small art gallery.
One was a photography exhibit of different homeless children around Bangkok. The photographer used an old film camera and did not edit the photos at all. They were raw and moving.
Another gallery was set up like a classroom. Six graffiti-covered desks were in the middle, facing a chalkboard with famous English quotes and some things written in Thai. On the walls, there were pictures of children's faces. They were drawn on a multiple choice test answer sheet. They looked like normal pencil drawings from a distance, but when I got closer, I saw that the only marks on the paper were in the answer bubbles.
One gallery sold an odd collection of items. They had some paintings, sculptures made from trash, a few articles of clothing, and two bicycles for sale. Floors 5-7 of the art center resembled the Guggenheim museum, except the walls were covered with a continuous, edgy mural. It wound around the rest of the building up to the top floor.
On the top floor, there was a table with this penguin hat on it.
The main exhibit on the top floor was about Chiang Mai, a large city and province in northwestern Thailand. There were some movies about it playing in a large room. In another room, there were many small models of real places in Chiang Mai, made with sticks and balsa wood. They were intricate and impressive.
We left the art center and took the BTS to the Nana area. We walked around for about an hour. This area borders touristy Thanon Sukhumvit. There are many Arabs and Africans living in this area and they run many of the shops. I bought some street watermelon for 20 baht and felt ripped off because on my street, street fruit only costs 10 baht. Some streets were seedy looking and i could see why Bill said this area could be dangerous.
We took the BTS back home and I found out that Shane, Rachael, and Christina were at Raintree, the small folk music pub where I had eaten but not heard the music. I walked down Rang Nam and joined them. When I walked in, they were playing Scott McKenzie's San Francisco. They played a few more American songs, then switched to Thai folk music. The others stepped out to talk for a bit, and I spent about 15 minutes sitting along at our table. I enjoyed this time and really listened to the music. Of course I had no idea what they were saying, but the way the music was performed and the tone of singers' voices reminded me a lot Dylan's early songs. We sat around, chatted, and had a few beers. The band stopped playing around one and we walked over to talk to them. Their English was quite good and we talked to them about their music. We told them we were from the US and they said how much they admire our music. They knew Dylan's music well and said that it was a big part of the inspiration for their music. Soon, the bar staff gave us our bill and we went back home to bed.