Gretchen's Blog

I take a taxi (the driver was pissed because the hotel car guy made him put it on meter, rather than extract a random fair. He alternatively speeds and stops quickly. I feel like I’m on Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride) to go shopping at MBK, a shopping mall that is a cross between a US style mall and an open market. Some of the shops have firm prices and some you have to haggle. There are a lot of knock off electronics and cell phones.

I leave without buying anything, and decide to take the Skytrain back after the previous taxi ride experience. I had to change trains and managed to make it back to the hotel, stopping by a small café for dinner on the way back.