Culture
The Beauty and Madness of Bangkok Observations from seven days in Thailand’s Capital
Bangkok is a broken mess. The whole city smells like a sewer. Incense burns around the clock to mask the smell of hot cement awash in piss and cigarettes and discarded trash. The infrastructure was built for a time and place years before, and perhaps after, but not today. A thin railing runs along the maze of ascending escalators to the light rail. One misstep and there would be no coming back. So many people—milling, running, smoking, yapping, sleeping, eating, selling, and moving. Nothing works as it should here. Everything...
