He planned Friday to be a free and easy day where we would explore Bangkok by foot at our own pace. It was supposed to be a slow day with trips to the museums and strolls on the western part of Bangkok. We took a cab from the hotel that drove pass iconic monuments in Bangkok like the Giant Swing, Democracy Monument and the city fortress.
National Museum, Bangkok
Our first destination for the day was the National Museum. The museum was rather quiet, there were 3 other couples studying the exhibits, a couple of male students taking photographs of every exhibit. You are allowed to do that by the way, you can take pictures of the exhibit but you can’t take photos with you in it.
When we were at the gallery, he said, “Looks like it’s only us for the whole gallery.” Just as suddenly a class of elementary school students came running into the gallery. I was like, “You spoke too soon, my dear.” The kids were running and screaming at each other, then the school teacher marched in and shouted at them to be quiet and apparently they went to the wrong gallery. The teacher and students wore the same uniform.
Thailand is the only country in Southeast Asia that was never occupied by any colonial powers. While the Melaka Empire fought against Portuguese, Siam (Thailand’s old name) opened their doors to trade and forged relations with western empires. During World War 2, they allowed Japan to use Siam as a base to launch attacks on the Peninsula. They were spared of colonialism and war, but their fiercest battles were fought with neighbouring Burma. When the English called Asians monkey, the king himself (Chulalongkorn I think) went to Britain to show them that he was as civilized and articulate as them.
The first thing that struck me about the Museum was how pretty the roofs were. The rich color and intricate details of the orange roofs shone against the sun. The dagger-like details on a Thai roof are actually wings of the Garuda, king of birds.

Chapel at the National Museum
The Bangkok National Museum is divided into more than 50 rooms, including a functioning chapel, a library, a restaurant and a couple of pavilions. We spent most of our time at the Gallery of Thai History where the history of Thais were traced from the Neolithic Age up to the current king, King Bhumibol Adulyadej (Rama IX).
Apart from the paintings, artifacts and voice recordings, the showcases of little people reenacting the events in history were pretty amazing. I could feel the energy, rage, serenity and what not of their scenes like the one below. The figurines were in action unlike some of the museums I’ve been to, the dolls could appear static and dead. It took lots of imagination to recreate epic battles in the thick of action.

Little people at the National Museum
Here’s another one of a siege. I could almost hear their cries and it’s definitely not sawadeeka.

Siege
After that, we moved to the larger part of the museum that housed Thai’s crafts, treasures and textiles. Here’s the Red House, something like the Peranakan House with Chinese-like pottery and wooden furniture.

Red House at the National Museum, Bangkok
On the left was the Samranmukhamat Pavilion and the white building was just part of the other galleries.

Pavilion at the National Museum
In Room 17 was the Cremation Chariot Hall. These chariots brought to mind the chariots of King Tutankhamen of Egypt, except its design was distinctively Thai. The garuda wings and mini pagoda at the top plus the red and gold colour combination. It’s intriguing to note that two empires from separate corners of the world shared the same rituals and rites. How much different are all of us really are?

Thai Royal Chariot
We took a break at the Museum cafe and bought some souvenirs before taking a walk to the Grand Palace armed with an icy cold mineral water bottle. It was scorching hot and fumes from the parked row of buses by the roadside didn’t help.
Grand Palace
Unlike the National Museum, the Grand Palace was teeming with tourists. Here’s the walkway leading up to the palace. It brought to mind a similar shot at the Blue Mosque, Turkey, the sculptured trees, brick pavement and the intricate and grand architecture of the buildings.

Grand Palace, Bangkok
The different designs of pagoda at the Grand Palace.

Pagodas at the Grand Palace, Bangkok
We didn’t stay long at the Grand Palace because there was a royal funeral going on. We hailed a cab, and the driver asked how much did we pay to get there. It was 80 baht. So he said, why not pay me 50 baht but in return you follow me to a gold shop just stay there for 5 minutes.
What would happen is the cabs would bring you to a shop – gold, silk, anything really – you buy something, they get commission.Win-win, IF you actually want to buy something they offer. The thing is you don’t know where the shops are and how persistent the owners are for you to buy something. If you don’t, there is a chance the cab drivers will refuse to drive you back. But we said no and hailed another cab that used the meter.
Taxis in Bangkok use the meter, so only board the ones that do.
Went back to the hotel, rested, booked our trip to the Ancient City and by the time we set foot again, it was already 3pm. Initially we wanted to cover both Jim Thompson House and the Suan Pakkad Palace, but there was no way we could do both in time and I wasn’t about to quicken the pace of this leisurely day.
So we decided on Jim Thompson House because it was nearer, just behind Mabukong. We went to a couple of tuk-tuk drivers near the hotel and asked for a ride. He said, “100 baht”. We negotiated down to like 80 baht, and then there was this other guy standing nearby came up to us and said that Jim Thompson House would be closed at 4pm that day because it was Big Buddha Day. I didn’t know anything about the day and found it puzzling that Ratt (the tourism officer at the hotel) didn’t mention anything about it. He said he worked for the tourism office and lent his services to Novotel Hotel.
Instinctively, our “he’s a con artist” alert started flashing. But we played along, and said in that case we just take the tuk-tuk to Mabukong and he went “Nooo…” saying that MBK was not a good place to shop, suggested an expo like 10 minutes away. At that point I got fed up and said “No” and just turned and walked away. It’s easier to be a woman in situations like these, just walked away and they couldn’t do anything otherwise it would be like sexual harassment or something.
Here’s a tip when handling tuk-tuk driver, always ask how much, and if he says 100 baht, negotiate to like 70% or less. After agreeing on the fare, make sure you point out to you and the other passengers, make sure he really means the said amount for everyone. There are cases when they agreed on 100baht, and upon reaching the destination, the driver claimed he meant 100 baht per head.
We walked a few meters away and hailed a passing tuk-tuk. We said “Jim Thompson”, the guy looked blur, so my husband pointed at his shirt because Jim Thompson was known for its silk. I mean it is a tourist spot, how could anyone who service passengers near Siam Square and MBK not know it. My husband had a rough idea where the place was, so when the tuk-tuk made a wrong turn, he whispered to me, “I think he got it wrong, we will just alight where he stops and find our way from there.” You know what – the tuk-tuk driver stopped us in front of a random tailor shop by the road. We got off the tuk tuk and looked at each other with WTF looks. Perhaps, this was his father’s shop.
Hailed a cab this time and he brought us safely in one piece to Jim Thompson House.
Jim Thompson House
Also known as the Jim Thompson Museum, it is a real house designed and built by Jim Thompson, a former CIA agent from Delaware. He settled down to Thailand after the war and his divorce. He revived the craft of hand weaving of silk and contributed significantly to the industry’s growth and worldwide recognition accorded to Thai silk.
In love with Thai culture and architecture, he designed the house and decorated its interior with influences from the region. As with most authentic kampung houses, the house had no nails. So the doors and windows were angled in such a way that they did not need nails.
Jim Thompson went missing at Cameron Highlands in 1967.

Jim Thompson House
The first thing I asked the tiketing staff was what time would it close, and she answered – 6pm. Hah! Big Buddha Day, indeed. Isn’t it like bad luck to lie about the Buddha?
The tour at Jim Thompson House was well executed. The guides were articulate and brought small groups of visitors around the compound and into the house. The bedrooms, living room, garden and even a hut to keep rice were explained in great detail.

Waiting for the tour at the Jim Thompson House
The restaurant there was mentioned in many food blogs as one with the best view, that of a koi pond and the serene atmosphere of the area. Afterwards, we did a spot of souvenir shopping there. I didn’t buy much because it was rather pricey but now I regretted not buying more.

What's in my Jim Thompson shopping bag?
My humble purchase at Jim Thompson House. A light green silk shawl and a leopard print bag. The bag cost 2,000 baht, roughly about SGD 100. The Jim Thompson outlet at Raffles Hotel Singapore sold the same bag for more than SGD 300. So, if you go there, buy more bags will ya?
The funny thing is you can find almost any branded replicas at Mabukong – Chanel, Coach, Gucci, Burberry – but you can’t find any Jim Thompson. Local brands are better protected.
That’s it for Day 3, and the next day would be another shopping spree as we attempted Jatujak weekend market and celebrated someone’s hatch day.




























