One Night in Bangkok

Back in Bangkok for my final full day, I head out in the morning with Christopher from Germany and his girlfriend, whom I had met earlier during the trip. We begin the day in Chinatown, wandering through its busy streets before making our way to Lumpini Park — often referred to as Bangkok’s “Central Park.”

The park offers a surprisingly peaceful contrast to the city's constant motion. Locals gather there to exercise, some using the outdoor gym equipment to pump iron in the tropical heat. Monitor lizards roam freely between pigeons and joggers, moving slowly and confidently as if they own the place. Watching everyday life unfold in such a setting feels like an experience in itself.

As evening approaches and the light begins to soften, we shift from the calm of the park to a very different side of Bangkok — one of its famous red-light districts. Whatever one may think of it, this nightlife scene is undeniably part of the city’s identity. We walk past rows of go-go bars glowing under neon lights. At one point, we notice women sitting together on plastic chairs outside a 7-Eleven, waiting for customers — a stark and unfiltered glimpse into the realities behind the bright lights.

We continue on without stopping and eventually head to Khao San Road for dinner. The street is buzzing as always — full of travelers, music, food stalls, and that familiar backpacker energy.

The next morning, I board my flight back to Estonia.

Even now, thinking back on the days in Siem Reap — the incredible Angkor temple complex that I somehow could never get enough of, the intense February heat, the refreshing hostel pool, and all the interesting people I met along the way — I still feel a warmth inside.

That’s exactly what a real journey should leave you with.