12 photographs from a month of finding my way around Bangkok, stopping for coffee, and looking for air-conditioning.
Written and photographed by Ethan Ward Went: 1 month
I spent a month in Bangkok. Looking through the photographs, I recognize the practical decisions as much as the places. Where I could sit down and get out of the heat. What I could fit in my carry-on. A coffee that cost 70 baht.
There was a dog outside a convenience store in the same spot every time I walked past. The train was new to me. So were the streets, even when everyone around me seemed to know where they were going.
These are 12 photographs from that month, starting on the floor of my apartment.
Two pairs down to one. The Vejas lasted 2 years. The Hokas survived Dublin, Paris, and every gym in between. I replaced both with one pair of New Balances. The carry-on required it.ETHAN WARD
No smoking or vaping. No food, durian, or mangosteen. No vomiting. The sign in this car lists a 5,000-baht fine. That last prohibition made me laugh. As if you could simply decide against it.ETHAN WARD
Tuesday. Nobody at the other tables yet. The AC was on high, and this was the only place I’d found within walking distance where I could sit down and escape the heat. There were pancakes, too.ETHAN WARD
To go. Condensed milk settling at the bottom. I paid 70 baht.ETHAN WARD
Every time I walked past this 7-Eleven, the dog was in the same spot. Same position. Right by the doors, where the AC could reach whenever someone went in or out.ETHAN WARD
I looked up from the shopfronts and found balconies, tall columns, and plants growing from the ledges. There was more to look at above the signs.ETHAN WARD
Bang Sue, near my apartment. Motorbikes passing, people walking ahead, cables crossing above the street.ETHAN WARD
An elevated line overhead, a bus in traffic, motorbikes parked at the curb. I was on foot, looking at all the other ways to get around.ETHAN WARD
My first time on this train. I was watching the doors open and close.ETHAN WARD
9 p.m. and traffic was still backed up beneath the elevated line. Red brake lights stretched down the road.ETHAN WARD
Chatuchak as the sky turned orange and the stall lights came on. Loud, crowded, everywhere to look. I left with a passport holder I got to customize, a leather bag, some stationery, and a pair of sunglasses.ETHAN WARD
From up here, I could see across the rooftops to the towers farther away. Between the buildings, a narrow street ran almost the full length of the picture. I kept looking down as well as out.ETHAN WARD