One of the things I really value about traveling, is that we have to learn to put our “Americanness” aside. We realize that, while sometimes it does seem so, the whole world does not speak English. The concept of “keeping up with the Joneses” is entirely different in other countries. Safety regulations are wildly different.
It’s hard to imagine the humble origins of Khao San Road as layered sign after neon-colored sign beckons to you, offering everything from sustenance, to chachkies, to items of questionable legality. Those origins of the road are only alluded to in the name, which means ‘milled rice.’ The first hotel was a small one, serving