We take the MRT the opposite direction from yesterday and five stops later we see the market as we emerge from the subway. Of course we have to walk a half mile to reach an entrance to the market. Oy!
Chatuchak is supposed to have over 8,000 stalls on 27 acres of land. We know we will barely scratch the surface, but we want to get a feel of the market. We meander through an endless array of stalls selling clothing, household items, luggage, personal products, handicrafts, art, food, tools, etc., etc, etc. I think King Octopus is one of more colorful and interesting snack options.
This evening we stop in Apoteka, a live music bar. The group that’s playing gives us the sense of a group of friends that like to get together to play for the fun, not a band that has to make a living from their craft. It is fun listening to them while we split a few appetizers and have some beverages. Music is truly the medicine of the mind.