According to the 1980s classic One Night in Bangkok, the world's your oyster, the bars are temples but the pearls aren't free. The song also promises that you'll find a god in every golden cloister, as well as a host of other suggestive lyrics. After only a few hours in this city and some wandering around the night markets, Tane and I had been propositioned in ways that I dare not describe in detail lest my blog come up in less that wholesome Google searches. Golly gosh. This city should carry a R18 tag.