30 hours later we reached our accommodation in the capital of Thailand. We are exhausted but very excited… and hungry for new experience and fooood! It’s almost 11pm but it feels like city is starting to wake up. Scooters, taxis, TukTuks, cars and people are all over the place. We were recommended a local street food market to have something to nibble. Street food??? Everywhere we read about it we saw BIG “be careful”, “avoid”, “it isn’t clean”. 5 minutes later we get there and realize what they meant. It is on the main street, a 3 lane road full of passing cars and motorbikes, rubbish bugs on pavement, pissing dogs, heat… Everything mixed with the smell of cooking food. We looked at each other than others, most of them are locals and the only oddness we see there is us – two white strangers standing in the middle of the market wondering what to do with themselves. So, we do the same as the rest just eat, quicker we get used to it better it will be for us, so we think. Nuria does not feel like experimenting on the first day, me? Oh dear me… I won’t be satisfied with some fried veggies. I am going for a noodle soup with something, something, something and some vegetables. The something can’t be translated as the cook doesn't speak English and my Thai is limited to only “yes, no, good morning and thank you”. Two minutes later and the soup is ready. With some chillies, fish sauce, sugar and nuts the dish is actually delicious. Now, let’s wait for tomorrow to see what my stomach things about it.