Wat Arun (Thailand day 6)


Today will be a simple yet elegant day. First on the agenda is to grab a semi American breakfast with a Thai twist, buy some appropriate clothing for the temples, and then off to the temple.

I take my time getting out of bed because today there’s no need to be rushed. Within an hour I’m fully clothed and out the door. Its cooler today than usual, which it quite refreshing.
I hop on the subway heading toward the center of the city. Breakfast is being served at a tiny Internet cafe on the quiet side of town. The Onion is located behind an alley way and surrounded by very modern style homes, if you blink you’ll miss it. I had french toast served with a side of pomegranate and Greek yogurt, topped with caramel syrup and cinnamon powder. Tangy with a tip of salty and sweet. One ice latte to not only compliment my meal further but to keep me going through the day. 

After food, it’s time to head back to the shopping ares. I’ve seen thousands of elephant pants the past few days so finding a reasonably priced and fashion fitting pair shouldn’t be a problem. 
First stop is Terminal 21, I’ve heard so many things about it but being able to see it in person is 100 times better. If you’re looking for an easy way to go broke this mall is it. With over 6 floors of shopping, one floor dedicated to food, and each floor named after a major city, you can spend the entire day getting lost and spending money. But today I’m not here to splurge, I’m on a mission for elephant pants, and honestly this wasn’t the spot.
Next stop is MBK. Ive stopped here previously and know for sure this is the spot for cheap finds. After wondering on many floors I finally come to a stall worthy enough for my coin. I invest in a pair that fits perfectly around my waist, is airy, and best of all, covered in a vibrant design. Tbh, although I look like the typical backpacker roaming through Thailand, these pants are so dainty and comfortable that I’m tempted to buy more! 
After about 30 minutes I also buy a bright yellow scarf to cover my shoulders and later down the line to tie around my locs. It’s around 3:30 now and we’re pressed for time. The temple closes at 5:30 and its a car, and ferry ride away.
We find a Tuktuk that’s willing to take us there for 50 baht, as long as we stop to one of his contractors for a short spew of bs to attempt to get us to buy something. I don’t have the time, but the price is tempting, so here we go. We make a short stop to his scamming business partner, I act intrigued for all of 15 minutes but now it’s time to go.
After wasting about 30 minutes of my time I finally made it to the pier and I patiently wait for my ferry to arrive. 
The boat ride is short and sweet and drops you off directly at the feet of the Wat Arun Rachawararam temple. My heart is beating with excitement as I rush around to the nearest bathroom to change out of my shorts and into my elephant pants and scarf. 
I walk out ready to respectfully roam the quarters of this majestic temple and take in everything it has to offer. The sun isn’t as high in the sky which makes a perfect setting for admiration and reflection. 

The walls of Wat Arun are covered in what appears to be stained glass that is specifically layed in beautiful floral patterns. The white base is complemented by yellow, green and red tones. The structure towers high but still allows ability to climb its steep steps. Take your time because each turn is different from the last, there are many gold statues tucked away but at the right angle they become visible enough to capture your complete attention. This temple is also known as the perfect spot to catch the sunset. Everything about this evening was humbling and necessary for my own personal journey. Hopefully I’ll get to witness more temples while I’m here but if not, this stunning place of worship was truly a sight to see. Here is where I end my day.

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