Back to Bangkok, which feels oddly like coming home. Wandering around the area (Nana) near the hotel, it feels much less hassled that Cambodia, even though it's full of market stalls and hostess bars. You still get offers from the stall vendors and the tuk-tuk drivers, but they can all take no for an answer and smile.
In the evening, we all trooped off to see a
I was quite becroggled by the sheer awfulness of it; poor dancing and miming cabaret in spangly costumes. As for the performers themselves, they were varied: some convincing, some not so much.