All I've ever heard about is how great the shopping is in Bangkok. I call bullshit. From what I can tell, it's lousy. Yesterday we went to the weekend market (the famous "if it isn't here, it doesn't exist" market) and it sucked. The stuff was the same I've seen everywhere but the quality was worse. The prices were ridiculous and the stuff was just crap. The shopping in Kuala Lumpur was ten time better than Bangkok, and that's what is so frustrating. We were in KL and bought nothing. We had heard nothing but how Bangkok was the place to shop so we left empty-handed. Even Chiang Mai was better than Bangkok and guess what? We didn't buy much there either.
From what I've seen, China has the best shopping. The markets had everything under the sun, the vendors were fun and were good at bargaining and the products were fairly good quality. Here, the vendors don't really bargain (today we had a lady take shirts out of our hands and put them back on the table because she didn't like our counter offer!) and when they do it's half-hearted. I feel disgruntled and dissapointed.
I can't wait to get out of Bangkok. It's pretty bad when the best deal going are the spring rolls on Khoa San Road.
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Caroline, I say this with love and affection...SNAP OUT OF IT. You are so lucky to be in Bangkok, in Thailand, wondering what that smell is, what you just accidentally stepped in and wondering why you didn't buy that triangle cushion in Chiang Mai when you had the chance.
I cannot emphasize enough how I wish I could trade places with you at this moment. Please...enjoy it while you still have it. It'll be gone soon enough. With love...
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My brother was in China a few weeks ago and said the same thing, that China has the best shopping, hands down.
Personally, I'll never forget the shopping in the Barcelona airport. That's where I bought some guy's liver. It's still on ice in my freezer if you ever need one.
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