Such diversity of retail options is all very well, but I’m trying to track down a coffee table for my apartment, not edibles for my girlfriend’s dog. Such is life at Chatuchak Weekend Market, where everything under the blazing Thai sun can be purchased. If you can find it, that is.
A wall of vivid fake flowers leaves barely enough space to squeeze past the Thai hipsters crowding the narrow passageway. A moment ago, I was browsing leather jackets and trying out goofy spectacle frames for size. The meaty whiff of pet food hits my nose and my ears ring from the whimpers of caged puppies.