The capital of Thailand

After going to bed at an actual normal hour we wanted to get up bright and early to go and sort the visas as well as visit the temples. At 1pm we were awoken by Eoin (Owen) who informed us of the time. Our first port of call was a visa centre, and after asking to go to the Vietnamese embassy we were instead convinced to go to a travel agent for the visas who began quoting all sorts of ridiculous prices for the dual entry visa we needed. We instead decided, after advice from Eoin, we would get them on the boarders before entering Vietnam. Needless to say we played the old "We'll think about it" card to the salesman, before catching a Tuk-Tuk away from there with no intention to return. However, it seemed that today we were looking especially "touristy", as our problems with Tuk-Tuk drivers didn't end here. We ended up in 2 tuk tuks, with the promise of only 25 baht (50p) to visit all the temples and then return back to our hostel...obviously something else was going on but while they took us places and we didn't pay we were happy! We went to the "Golden Mount", before visiting "Wat Phra Kaew" or the "Temple of the Emerald Buddha". On entering here we got convinced to rent trousers and a shirt because we couldn't enter the temple without covering our arms and legs. We ended up keeping the trousers as the bright blue and red dragons that covered the clothes got a lot of smiles and comments. One guy said we looked like a boy band...Anyway the attention was something we always like so for 1 quid 50 Walmo, Grieve and I had our own boy band trousers. We then challanged the Tuk-Tuk drivers on why their price was so low, and they informed us that if they took us to 2 places after the temple then they would get free petrol. Reluctatly, and after some comments of "its an experience" we agree, in the knowledge that we would go into these places, pretend to discuss buying what they were selling, then leave. The first was another travel shop, and after some skillful negotiating by Grieve on something we weren't going to buy we were off to our final stop for the other Tuk-Tuk drivers petrol. This stop proved more problematic as it was a suit shop, and after 30 minutes of trying to get out of there Walmo, Eoin and I were being measured up for suits. However, non of us gave any money, intending to check out the reputation of the place before coming back and actually buying one. Well apart from Eoin, but he's Irish. Finally we got out, heading back to the hostel, more chilling before getting ready to hit another part of Bangkok for dinner, near "Little Arabia". Well, after wondering why the taxi driver was smiling all the way driving us there, we found out. The whole area was one big brothel. We quickly hit an Irish Pub, had a few drinks, before decided it was best to stick to what we know and come back to Koh San Road. After visiting Little Arabia (and a side street that what can only be described as "The Hood") we left. Having dinner, we headed out, quickly making the most of Eoin's last night. Photos a plenty, we headed back in the early morning, leaving Walmo speaking with a bunch of Scandinavian guys. Today we have got up late and are now chilling, with Eoin v annoyed about the state he has to travel in. English 1, Irish 0. Anyway I've written a small essay but next plans are Cambodia tomorrow.