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Bag Pa In +48 hours

January 13, 2012 Leave a comment Go to comments

Generally know for it’s palace, I will probably remember Bang Pa In for the pork and noodle soup that gave me a horrendous 48 hours worth of food poisoning.





the buggy was the favourite part of the palace

The day started well, and after catching the train and tuk tuk, we arrived at the military checkpoint that was the entrance to the palace. The palace is used to this day by the King and Queen on the occasions that they visit the area. They obviously like the palace, because to this day the place is kept pristine and covered with armed soldiers. In the spirit of our golf/king relationship, we hired golf carts and spent most of the morning arguing over who should drive. Theo had the best trick of all by finding the little red button and slamming the cart into reverse while we were going full speed ahead, followed by a rapid whining as we slew to a halt together with and noisy reversing beeping. Usually this trick was performed right in front of a guard post.

the palace: the Switzerland of Thailand.

one to practice in the garden

and the architect said "yep, I think that's just about enough detail now - perfect"

hanging from the roof of the Songthaw is now de rigueur on every trip.

The palace was as ornate as you would expect, but after 2/3 hours, the kids patience was up, and after my notorious soup we were back on the train.

Later than afternoon we headed for the Khymer inspired temple up the road from our mansion, (did I say mansion, I meant hostel) one of the more intact temples in the city of Ayutthaya, and seeing the stairs, promptly climbed to the top. Once there, we noticed a small door into the side of the temple and curious we followed it in… inside, a small very narrow VERY dark stair with a rope dangling down led downwards. As any good scout, I had a mini LED torch – not bright, but enough to see a few metres ahead. I had no other takers so I headed down, first one level, then another, each time the walls getting slightly closer, until I reached the third level down. By this stage it was deep in the crypt, it was cold and dark with dead pigeons on the floor and the most enormous cockroaches were scurrying around me on the walls – so I bottled it and used the rope to slowly climb out. I still wish I knew what was down there, but there is only so much bravery I can do.

the eerie temple

Within a few minutes of getting back to ground level I started feeling a bit dizzy, then really nauseous, I needed to sit down, started sweating, shivering and passing out – the good old pork in the noodles was starting wield its magic. I did manage to get back to the hotel, where I promptly spent 24 hours between the bed and the toilet – awful.

Jo and Theo had already suffered a bit of a tummy bug and were off their food too; overnight whilst I was incapacitated Elena also decided to start throwing up, and it was in this fragile state that we headed out in the taxi to embark on the 14 hour long night train journey to Chiang Mai. As if this was not enough, whilst we were at the train station waiting in the middle of the night (the train was delayed) Kai started throwing up too – what a little bundle of sickies we were. Whilst I get frustrated with the kids occasionally, it is at times like this sitting on a hot humid platform in the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere surrounded by mangy dogs, rats and ghecko’s (and throwing up to boot), that I am proud of the little band of travellers and what they are able to get through.

At last the train arrived and to our dismay, it was not the AC cabins we were expecting, but a non-ac, curtains either side of the corridor affair – pretty hideous. Still it was 1am, we were tired, so we slept. In the morning we woke to watch the north Thai mountains slide past – we still had 6 hours to go. The train was clearly very old, it was also really noisy and very bumpy, clattering, thumping and banging – so much so that we were still swaying at the table when we were sitting down for something to eat 8 hours later that evening in Chiang Mai.

on the left the train to Ayuthhaya - the vision in green is the 15 hour cattle truck to Chiang Mai - complete with DIY children catcher.


  1. Bambula Indijana xxx and kiwi Pauli
    January 24, 2012 at 7:26 am

    Memories…enjoy Chiang Mai – especially the street food there is amazing. the best in Thailand…. I have taken my 1 week Thai cooking and massage classes there last year. You can possibly look into some 1 day family cooking classes as the kids may enjoy the flames … The mountain and the tribes surrounding Chiang Mai are amazing. The tracking is amazing , you can even spend few nights in isolated villages, sleeping under the sky and smoking opium with the locals….great fun -especially for Theo :)…safe travels…watch out for the tigers and green tree snakes while tracking…if you go,,, safe travels…

    • January 24, 2012 at 11:08 am

      Thanks for the advice. We loved Chiang Mai. We did not do any treking (you wait till you have 3 kids!!!!), but we did get a pickup and head into the mountains which was lovely. We have now headed back south and are enjoying the beaches of Koh Mak – one of the few quieter islands left near Thailand. Off to Vietnam tomorrow so looking forward to the subtle changes in culture.

      Love to you all,


  2. Joe & Verna
    January 24, 2012 at 9:02 am

    I think you all have done so well going so long without any type of food v belly problems…….

    • January 24, 2012 at 11:11 am

      It was inevitable. Luckily it all passes quite quickly (literally!), so we are all well and enjoying the Thai food once again.

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