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Bangkok heat, late night coffee, and a map that won’t stop buffering

@Jasper Reed2/7/2026blog
Bangkok heat, late night coffee, and a map that won’t stop buffering

just landed in bangkok and the air feels like a warm blanket you didn’t ask for. i just checked and it's blazing, but hey, it's the kind of heat that makes the street lights glow. the humidity is low enough that you can actually feel the sweat evaporate, which is weirdly satisfying. if you feel restless, neighboring towns are just a quick ride away, so i’m already planning a day trip to ayutthaya tomorrow. someone told me that the riverfront stalls are a hidden gem for mango sticky rice, and i heard that the night market swings open at midnight with neon lights that feel like a disco ball on steroids. the weather right now is scorching, but the breeze off the river keeps it from turning into a furnace. i’m sitting on a plastic chair at a street vendor, sipping iced coffee that tastes like burnt sugar and regret, and i’m trying not to think about the fact that my stomach is growling louder than the traffic.

the city is a chaotic orchestra of honking tuk‑tuks, chattering locals, and the occasional stray dog that looks like it’s auditioning for a rock band. i spent the morning wandering around the old town, chasing the scent of grilled pork and the sound of monks chanting somewhere in the distance. i stopped at a tiny cafe that somehow managed to get a five‑star rating on tripadvisor, and the barista served me a pour‑over that was surprisingly smooth for a place that smells like diesel. check out the reviews on tripadvisor if you want to see how many people rave about the coffee here. the locals are friendly enough to offer you a seat on a rickety stool, but they also have that subtle vibe that says "don't stay too long, we're busy".

i finally made it to the rooftop bar that i heard has the best view of the skyline at sunset. the place is tiny, the seats are plastic, and the music is a mix of thai pop and old school hip‑hop. the sunset was a wash of orange and pink that made the whole city look like it was on fire, but in a good way. i snapped a few photos, though the lighting was terrible and i ended up with a bunch of blurry shots that look like they were taken through a foggy window.

here’s a quick map so you can see where i’m currently holed up:


and because i’m a mess, i threw in a couple of random unsplash shots that kinda capture the chaos:


i’m exhausted, my legs are sore, and i’m pretty sure i’ve got a mild case of heatstroke, but the city never stops humming. if you’re looking for cheap eats, the night market is the place to be, and the reviews on yelp are surprisingly positive about the fried insects. just don’t ask me to explain why i’m still standing after three hours of nonstop walking.

i tried a bottled cold brew that tasted like cheap perfume, but i drank it anyway because i was too tired to care. the street vendors are shouting today, selling everything from mangoes to cheap sunglasses, and i’m trying to decide whether i should buy a souvenir or just keep walking until my feet give up. the forecast says tomorrow will be even hotter, so i’m already sweating just thinking about it. if you want a break, the nearby town of chiang mai is a two‑hour bus ride away, and the night market there is supposed to have even better street food. some people on tripadvisor swear by the mango sticky rice, but i think they’re just trying to impress the tourists.

i’ll probably crash on a hostel bed tonight, but i’m already dreaming about tomorrow’s adventure: maybe a temple, maybe a beach, maybe just another cup of that questionable coffee. stay tuned, i’ll try to keep the mess to a minimum in the next post.


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